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Chapter 17

Layla's POV

"Wakey-wakey! Breakfast is ready!" A voice sounded next to my ear.

I opened my eyes and saw a red-haired girl staring at me. She had got freckles on the side of her nose and her eyes were olive-colored.

She moved like a floating angle, rolling up the back of my bed and putting a giant tray on an overbed table in front of me.

"I don't know what you like, so I've prepared everything for you! I hope you like bacon. Tell me you love bacon, because I'm really good at making bacon when I was still alive!" She said with a sparkling smile on her face.

"Si... Sienna?" I looked at her and asked. I recognized her voice. She looked exactly the same as I had imagined her to be.

"Oh, mine! You know my name! Are you a psychic or something? Can you tell me, for example, when I'm going to get married?" She sat on the edge of my bed, using the palms of her hands to support her face.

"She's not a psychic. She was just awake last night and overheard our conversation. I warned you that you
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