Chapter 52

I took a deep breath as we neared the hospital where Cleopatra was sleeping. Everything around me strangely felt hostile, as if everything had eyes staring at me. My eyes moved to my chest, fixated on it. I didn't want to bite my nails. It was a bad habit I needed to get rid of. I stared at my chest, focused on it as it moved up and down. Strangely, every detail of my shirt was important at the moment. I checked the buttons, the drawing, and the pockets, everything I found intricate at the moment.

In the end, I couldn't fight it off and my hand was in my mouth as I swallowed my nails. The words didn't come out of me as anticipation rose making my blood race. Cleopatra of the Cross… I repeated her name inwardly, Anais sister, someone I avoided meeting since I woke up in her body for a strange reason.

"This also runs in your blood. We used to tease Cleopatra about biting her nails. I see where she brought it from; she liked her big sister a lot to a point she copied her skills."