Is it just a lie or is it True?

I walk to the door and I see the figure of Tom/Diana and she's standing there, holding a piece of cake on her hand. When Diana see me, she curve a warm smile but I can't even form a slight smile on my face.

"Hello Diana," I greet her.

"Hello, dear. How's it going?"

"Good . . ."

"Can I come in?"

"Unfortunately, no, sorry. I'm helping Sera with her project right now."

"That's too bad. Well, I need to go back to my place, enjoy the cake, see ya!"

Diana hand the cake to Noah then she leave us. I close the door and Noah just look at the cake without saying anything.

"What's it?" I ask him,

"I don't trust that person, I mean that Diana's clone. I don't know why she suddenly come and give us this cake. . . Can we just throw this cake away?"

"If you think she put something inside it, just throw it away."

I walk back to the living room then I sit on the sofa, drinking the beer and once it's empty I throw it to the trash. Noah put the cake on the table and he just look at it, like he's waiting for something to come out from the cake.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing."

"But you keep looking at the cake. Do you expect something to suddenly jump out from the cake?"

"No."

"Then, let me throw it away. I'll be back."

I take the cake with me and I go to the basement area. There's a big trash bin and I throw the cake into one of the trash bag then suddenly someone come out from the lift and it's Diana. I remember that she said that she need to go back to her place but why she's here? She's walking to my direction and now she's standing in front of me.

"Diana. . ."

"Are you surprised?"

"Of course! You said that you need to go home but now you're here. What are you doing here?"

"I just want to talk to you and I want to confirm something."

"What?"

"Before I start, it break my heart to see that you throw the cake away. I spent this morning just to bake the cake you know."

"Well. . . Sorry 'bout that."

"Anyway, let's have a talk, shall we?"

Diana take my hand and she take us to the lobby area. She ask me to sit on one of the sofa then she sit in front of me.

"Let's start from this. Are you Jacqueline Sera Lilliane, the first daughter of Christian Peterson and Beatrice Manning-Peterson? The sister of Luciana Jane Lilliane?"

"W-What? How did you know all of that?"

"None of your business, next."

"Wait, hold on a sec. You answer my question first then I will answer that."

"I can't tell the name of the person."

"Why?"

"You don't need to ask anything, young lady. Just answer my question."

Now she's threatening me, I have no idea how did she get all of that information and what's her intention for asking me such questions.

"Next, Are you the grandchild of Duke Aldway Peterson and Duchess Averill Waller?"

"What?!"

"Are you going to answer or not?"

"How did you know about my grandparents?"

"Why you're such a very curious person? I told you to answer my question."

". . . I don't want to answer it."

"Do you want to know about the secret of your grandparents?"

"You know nothing about them. I. . . also know nothing about them."

"I know, my dear. I know your family."

"How. . ."

"Because my mother was a servant in your grandparents house."

"What?"

I know nothing about my grandparents. I only know their look from picture and that's it. My parents never told me about my grandparents or about who they are. They just told me that they were nobleman. They passed away when my father was in his 20s and now, the 'lady' in front of me, i mean the clone of this person is talking about my grandparents and her mother was a servant in my grandparents house.

"You're joking, Diana."

"I'm not joking. It's true that my mother was working for them."

"And after telling me this kind of information, what do you expect me to do or say?"

"I want some compensation money for my mother."

"Don't ask me about that, ask my parents for that."

Diana take a deep breath, "The money or Noah's life."

"Wha- You better stay away from him."

"The money then. You ask your parents to send the money to this account and you need to tell me when they've sent it. I give you 3 days."

Diana take out a piece of paper and give it to me then she stand up and leave the dorm building. I take the paper then I read the name on the paper,

'Diana Welstone'

and there is some numbers above the name. I immediately go upstairs and I knock on Noah's door.

"Noah! Open the door!"

The door swing open and I immediately rush to take my bag. I take out my phone and start to text my mother.

"Hey, why you take so long?"

"It's a long story, I need to do something first."

Noah know that something's not right. He take the paper that's on my hand and read it,

"What's this?"

"It's Diana. I was throwing the cake away when suddenly Diana came and she started to ask about my family then she told me that I need to give her some money, compensation money for her mother."

"I don't understand. Calm down. We'll figure this out together."

"But, I only have 3 days."

"She's just threatening you, calm down."

Noah take my phone and put it on the table then he ask me to sit and calm myself down. He go to his room and bring his laptop with me and show me an article.

"Read this."

"The city mortuary is just not a mortuary. Let me read the article first."

I read the article then I'm surprised with the content of the article,

"The owner of the mortuary, Tom Welstone, was murdered by some gang and his body was found on the alley. His only child, Misha Welstone become the owner of the city mortuary and since then some unknown activities take place in the mortuary. Some citizen report that they run into the person that they believe has passed away. Many people start to create a theory that the mortuary make a clone of a person who has passed away."

On the bottom part of the article, there's a photo of the mortuary, the building, the photo of Tom Welstone and his daughter, Misha Welstone, who looks like Diana, similar but different person. I read the date when the article was published and it was on March, 30th 1990, 10 days after the death of the real Diana.

"So. . . They've cloned many people since 1990."

"Yes."

"And what happen to Misha Welstone?"

"I have no idea."

"Diana told me that her mother was a servant at my grandparents house. . . "

"What?"

"She told me that and I think my parents or my grandparents didn't give her the compensation money for her mother."

"Did she tell you how her mother died?"

"No."

"Did she mention the name of her mother?"

"No."

"Sera, what if she lie about her mother. What if she want some money to fund the mortuary so they can create more clone?"

"That's possible. . ."

Suddenly my phone ring and it's from my mother. I answer it and I hear my sister's voice from the other side,

"Hello?"

"Sis! Are you okay? Where are you?"

"Yes, I'm fine. I'm at the dorm right now, why?"

"Thank God, Mom and Dad are so panic when they heard the news."

"What news?"

Before my sister answer my question, I can hear her telling my parents that I'm okay, alive and well.

"Someone called dad and told him that you're being kidnapped and they asked him for some money."