Isla reached out her hand in an attempt to touch Sheryl's hand, but Sheryl dodged and answered indifferently,"I just got a headache. You have nothing to worry about."
Isla felt relieved after she heard Sheryl's answer. She then pulled a chair beside Sheryl's bed and sat down. "Did anything happen? Why were you so anxious to ask me to come here?" Isla asked while gazing at Sheryl.
After she called Isla earlier, Sheryl had already made up her mind to dig the truth from Isla.
But now that Isla was in front of her, she hesitated to start asking.
Sheryl was clear that perhaps she had to pay the price if she really wanted to find out the truth. But she was also worried that she might not bear what she was about to find out.
"What's going on? What happened to you? Tell me," Isla asked anxiously. When Sheryl still didn't say anything, Isla added,"I am so confused now. Please, don't just keep quiet. Say something."
Because of Isla's aggressiveness, Sheryl finally spoke after a moment of hesitation. "It's about Autumn. She is your friend, right?"
"Yes, of course," Isla immediately answered. But when she realized Sheryl's question, she was a little taken aback. She didn't expect Sheryl to ask about Autumn. However, since she already answered, she decided to just spill it out. "She was my best friend."
"Well..." Sheryl paused for a while. Then she continued to ask,"Do you have a picture of her?"
"What?" Obviously, Isla was once again stunned by Sheryl's question. She stared at Sheryl, feeling something uncanny. She couldn't really tell Sheryl's purpose of bringing this matter up. So she asked,"Why do you want to see her picture?"
"I... I just want to see how much resemblance do we have," replied Sheryl. A smile showed on Sheryl's face. She looked intently at Isla, trying to study her expressions.
Isla felt that Sheryl was acting so weird so she decided not to show Autumn's picture without knowing Sheryl's true intentions first. She just sat quietly, lost in her thoughts. After a while, she heaved a sigh and asked,"Sheryl, can you tell me what happened? Why did you suddenly become so interested in Autumn's picture?"
Sheryl also took a deep breath before she explained,"When I went back to Y City, I met you and Charles. Since we've met, I could always hear Autumn's name and she is always associated to me. Even though I don't know her, people would always mistaken me for her. I don't want to be regarded as someone else. My name is Sheryl and not Autumn. I am not her substitute."
Isla couldn't help but frown after she heard Sheryl's explanation.
'Sheryl and Autumn are actually the same people. How could Sheryl say that she is merely a substitute?' Isla thought in her mind.
After a short pause, Sheryl showed a bitter smile and continued,"I thought I could live peacefully if I stayed away from all of you. But..." She stopped in mid-sentence. "But some weird scenes would just suddenly flash in my mind recently. And all of them always involve Charles. I couldn't tell if I was just dreaming or everything was real. I even started to wonder if I am really Autumn. Perhaps I only forgot everything because of amnesia." Sheryl gave Isla a perplexed look.
"Sheryl, what did you say just now? Did I hear you right?" Isla held Sheryl's hands cheerfully. Isla was very ecstatic when she heard Sheryl mention those things. "Can you already remember things from your past?" Isla asked with great expectations. Isla was so pleased that her eyes flickered.
"No, I don't," Sheryl replied while shaking her head slightly. She took a glimpse at Isla and explained,"The scenes would just flash in my mind but would also vanish so soon. I'm not really sure if they are parts of my past."
Sheryl held Isla's hands tightly, looked into her eyes and pleaded again,"Please tell me, how much do Autumn and I look like? Tell me the truth please, Isla."
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