Chapter 23. Blood Is Thicker than Water

MYKAELA

"What? Is there something on my... Why're you smiling like that?" I took off my eyeglasses and frowned at my mother.

Covered up by her striped pajamas, she munched on the last slice of papaya, grinning like I had boogers stuck all over my face. "Just imagining you in a white smock. Looking like Adriana Lima in the hallways doing her rounds."

I scoffed and turned off my laptop. I'd been skimming a Microbiology e-book and some medical journals for our next assessment. My last functioning brain cells were already complaining, more than eager to call it a night. "I dunno why you keep saying I look like her. I don't."

"You do, hon. Except you have green eyes. And she's got blue eyes like Enzo."

"Mom, we don't look alike. Get real."

Adriana Lima was of course way hotter.

Growing up, I was kind of the odd one out in our family. I only looked like Jill, my older sister, that time I tried a blonde hairstyle. But after meeting Ilya in Belgrade