Not a single strand of her hair was out of place. She looked magnificent with every step she took towards him.
Jeremiah could not help but clench his fist and tilt his head down to look at the 'Esme' he was holding in his arms.
She looked the same. Beautiful. But like a doll.
He was aware that it was because of the herbs that he gave her. Or at least, that was what he had believed till this moment.
''You are an impostor,'' Jeremiah looked at the woman who was holding Leo in her arms. That beast barely went closer to anyone other than Rezeph or Esme and after Aleister came, Jeremiah had seen that thing clinging to the man. ''You are an impostor,'' he screamed, refusing to accept what was right in front of his eyes.
How? How could it be possible? How could there be two of them?
Esme smiled, ''Am I?"
The Esme in Jeremiah's arms raised her head and mirrored Esme's smile, ''Or am I?"