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CHAPTER 102

Author: GloryWrites
last update Last Updated: 2024-06-20 14:29:57

Sophia’s POV

Am I Sabrina? What kind of question is that, coming from Julia?

I gave her a puzzled look, remembering those moments when Elijah and I were just getting to know each other and I thought that he could really begin to care for me and eventually fall in love with me.

Apparently, he was just using me as a substitute for Sabrina, I thought bitterly. That’s why he never learned to appreciate and truly love me.

“What do you mean, am I Sabrina?” I asked Julia, bewildered.

She blinked and suddenly looked flustered. She straightened her shoulders and replied, “I mean, you look like you really want to become Sabrina, you know. And that was probably the reason Elijah became attracted to you in the first place.”

A crease formed on my forehead and I felt a surge of annoyance. “It doesn’t matter, we’re divorced already. And no, I don’t intend on taking your place as Sabrina. I’m not sure why your grandmother keeps saying I’m Sabrina, but it’s not who I want to be. I just want to be m
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