Chapter 666

Jane escorted Abigail downstairs, still feeling a bit dazed as she watched Abigail's mother lead her away. Something about Abigail just didn’t sit right with her. It was as if the girl had a split personality, constantly flipping between two entirely different personas. Normally, with dissociative identity disorder, each personality is distinct meaning one wouldn’t retain memories of what the other did while in control. But Abigail showed no signs of memory gaps or abrupt personality switches. It was downright bizarre. Still, Jane didn’t dwell on it too much. She slipped back into her room and immediately ordered herself a cup of bubble tea. As the sweet, creamy drink hit her tongue, her satisfaction curled her crystal-grape-like eyes into crescents. *"Jane, pick up the phone! Jane, pick up the phone! Your esteemed elder sister is calling!"* Just as she was savoring her drink, her phone blared to life with the custom ringtone her sister had recorded just for her. The thought of Abigail