Chapter 8

Xavier’s POV

I’d returned home from school only to meet a strange girl in the sitting room, dressed in my shirt!

What the….

Mom didn’t tell me she was getting a new maid. And even if she was a new maid, why would she be putting on my shirt???

And why’s her hair this long and…untidy?

“Don’t you talk?” I snapped at her. “Why’re you putting on my shirt??? Who’re you??”

“You…you’re her son, right? You’re the son?” She asked, and I made a crumpled look.

What’s she talking about?

Before I knew what was happening, she started coming toward me.

“You look so different,” she mumbled and touched my face.

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing? How dare you just touch me?”

Immediately, my mom showed up.

Perfect. Just at the right time.

“Xavier??” She called and rushed to us.

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Delaney’s POV

She was so beautiful – but different. Why’s she acting like she doesn’t like me? Well, it’s probably because I’