Chapter 57

Amelia sat in the room as she didn’t know where Andrew could have gone early in the morning. Could it be he had known that she wasn’t the real Miranda? It couldn’t be, even if he was to know but not now, not today that they were about to get married. She needs to play her cards right so he wouldn’t suspect or get any trace that she wasn’t Miranda. Anyway, she should get ready for their wedding.

She stood up from the bed, walking towards her wardrobe to pick up the dress she was going to wear.

Finally, after waiting for years, Andrew was going to be hers.

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Miranda woke up and found herself lying on a bed. She was inside a room, which was painted in all white and had only one door. Where was this place?! The last thing she remembered was that she fell asleep on the couch when no one refused to open the door for her.

She sighed, when will that weird man let her go. She was tired and above all so famished. Was he also going to make her starve?!

She