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Chapter 369

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[Atlas]

Delilah Fisher steps around the corner in a long, silver gown, her makeup flawless, and her smile large and welcoming.

She looks so much like Angelica did when I first met her that my heart stutters. I love Cordelia with my entire being, and yet a part of me still reacts to the memory of the shining girl who captured my attention almost a decade ago.

But this isn't Angelica. Delilah, while beautiful and poised, lacks the immaculate grace that Angelica exuded. Each of the sisters has a unique nature that shines through, despite having almost identical faces.

"Atlas Steele," her heels click in the silent room as she steps into the light. "Why is it so hard for you to believe your brother? Haven't you seen enough wonders in this world yet to understand that anything can be possible?"

"There's no such thing as mind control," I repeat. "Believing in psychic powers is for fools."

"And you pride yourself on not being one," she smirks, amused. "But a true wise man would keep his mind
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