Chapter 17

Harry’s POV

She resembles her. It’s really strange. Too strange.

I’ve only known that new girl from the café for the last two days. Ana. I called the cafe’s manager to get a more thorough profile, or at least a copy of a resume. But all I had was her entire name and address. Ana Grey. It’s not precisely full, though.

I attempted to look into her background, but the city did not have someone called Ana Grey with her face. That is until I took another look at the photo of a particular person. Diana Wayne.

“She looks like you,” I mumbled at the photo.

This was the only picture of her that I got online. I needed a certain angle of her face to compare and make sure, but there was none. Maybe I can try something else…

I searched online for an app for a hair color change, trier, or whatever they called it. When I found it, I downloaded it along with the picture. I tried to use the app to change her hair to blonde, which was the color of Ana Grey’s