Chapter 90

Klaus

I could see my father in the corner of the room, crying his eyes out. I was still in shock at the fact that Kristopher, my twin brother who was supposed to be dead, was standing a few centimeters in front of me, in the flesh.

“We had buried him. This makes no sense. How is he still alive?” I thought. My brain was processing a lot of thoughts at once until it finally settled on one.

“Yes…that had to be it. The person standing before us isn’t Kristopher. He is fake! The witch had shapeshifted someone to look like my brother, maybe to manipulate my father.”

The thought of that made bile rise to my throat as I saw my father crying.

“Why, Kristopher? Why did you choose this path?” my visibly broken father asked amidst tears.

Kristopher's laughter rumbled, filling the entire room. I could recognize that laughter anywhere. I had lived with the owner of it for more than twenty years until his demise. That definitely belonged to my brother.

“How is he even still alive?” Justin mind-linke