Chapter 9

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Slowly I make my way over to the dining room.

I just follow the noise as I don't know where anything is in this mansion.

Luckily I make it to the dining room on time.

I walk in and everyone goes silent.

I shift there uncomfortably as everyone stares at me.

I clear my throat and a boy who I haven't seen yet motions me to come sit down in front of him in the last open seat.

I do as he says while he smiles softly.

I sit down and quickly thank Vincenzo for the room.

He just gives me a curt nod with an almost unnoticeable smile.

I keep my hood up like I've been doing for the past 24 hours and look at the boy.

He looks like me only a male version, "I'm Atlas, your twin" he introduces himself while holding out his hand.

What the fuck

"What!?" I say confused.

"You didn't tell me I had a twin" I say while looking at Valerio.

He just smirks sheepishly while shrugging his shoulders, "oh I forgot" he chuckles.

I take a deep breath to calm myself down.

I have a twin.

My mom took me away from my twin

Why did she do that?

I turn back to Atlas- my twin

"Hey, I'm Athena" I say still a little confused

He gives me a warm smile, it's like he knows what's going on in my head.

I look down at my hands, as maids come in the room and start giving everyone their plates.

One gets put in front of me but I don't start eating.

Rule number 2: don't eat or drink unless you get permission to do so

I don't know why I'm still following John's rules.

I know he's dead and all but I can't help but think that I still have to follow his rules.

For if I don't follow them, I'll get punished.

After around a minute or two, I look up and meet my twin's eyes.

He looks down at my plate confused on why I haven't started eating.

He looks back up at me and I think that he can see the unasked question in my eyes.

He looks from me to my plate and nods his head, giving the permission that I so badly need to me.

Still a little hesitant, I reach out to my fork.

I grab it and slowly pierce through some pasta.

I look up once more and see my twin still looking at me.

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