Juego De - Gemelas

“You got the wrong twin,” said the girl in silver, smiling Luna’s quiet smile. Then she touched her left earlobe. The mole was there. “ I’m Luna.”

Esteban looked from the girl in his grip to the girl in silver. For one second, his grip loosened. Juego de Gemelas

Later, in their room, the twins sat on the floor, still trembling. “You got the wrong twin,” said the girl

As the car door opened, a firework exploded over the embassy garden. Then another. And another. In the chaos, a figure in a sparkling silver dress—identical to Sol’s—stepped out of the crowd. “You got the wrong twin

Luna laughed—a real, tired, wonderful laugh. “Always.”