The woman sighed in despair, "Just consider me dead."
Tears welled up in her eyes as she slowly moved towards the staircase. Leopold stood still as a statue, his face cold and indifferent, showing no signs of joy or excitement at her supposed resurrection.
As she passed him, her body suddenly went limp and she started to fall.
Aurelia, quick on her feet, caught her.
The woman felt warm and soft to the touch. So she was not a ghost, but a living person.
Aurelia blinked and suddenly began to feel the woman's face with her fingers.
"What are you doing, Aurelia?" Beverley asked curiously.
"I'm checking to see if she's wearing a mask," Aurelia explained seriously, "With the technology these days, there are these 3D-printed masks that look incredibly real. Some high-tech criminals use them to trick facial recognition systems."
This kind of plot is often shown in movies.
Beverley leaned in to join the investigation, feeling the woman's face and neck.
"I don't think she's wearing a mask, Aurelia. It's her real face."
"Did she have plastic surgery then, to look exactly like Megan?" Aurelia wondered, stroking her chin.
"Should I check her chin and nose to see if they're real?" Beverley rolled up her sleeves, ready to investigate further.
Leopold's deep voice stopped her, "She didn't have surgery. She is Megan."
What?
Aurelia was stunned.
"She didn't die?"
Elowen had mentioned that Megan's body was never found, so she might have been still alive.
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