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Chapter 8: You in My Hoodie, Me in Yours

I blinked. Twice.

Lucas?

No. That wasn’t possible.

He wasn’t supposed to be here. Not like this. Not in my body.

But the guy standing in front of me had my face. My hair in a loose braid. My favorite hoodie—the oversized one with the faded cherry print. And his expression? Absolute panic.

He op...