He Gave Her My Eyes A Story of Final Sight novel Chapter 66

They had seen each other just a couple of days ago. Back then, Ophelia had already suspected the truth just by looking at her face, but she hadn’t had the chance to confirm it. Now, with news about her blowing up everywhere online, there was no way Ophelia didn’t know who she really was.

No wonder Lawrence wouldn’t see her or answer her calls. He must have known Theresia was back, which meant Ophelia, the stand-in, was officially useless.

Ophelia glared in Theresia’s direction, her eyes sharp with jealousy. Why did Theresia have to come back after leaving? Ophelia couldn’t accept it. She hated Theresia with everything she had.

Just then, a drunk guy wandered over, his eyes shamelessly roaming up and down her body. “Hey gorgeous, let me buy you a drink?”

Ophelia was already in a foul mood and not in the mood to deal with idiots. She was about to snap at him, but suddenly, an idea popped into her head.

Her expression changed in an instant. “My boyfriend just went to the bathroom, he’ll be right back,” she said sweetly. “But my sister over there? She’s single and not picky. You just need to give her a little cash and she’s all yours.”

The drunk seemed to get the message. He looked over in the direction Ophelia pointed.

Theresia was scanning the room, looking for Helena and Hanson. She hadn’t seen them in ten minutes and had no idea where they’d gone. She pulled out her phone to call Helena, but before she could even dial the number, a man who reeked of alcohol plopped down beside her.

He looked her over with no shame at all. “Wanna have some fun tonight? I’ll give you a hundred bucks.”

He’d just talked to another woman who looked a bit like this one, but this woman’s vibe was on a whole other level. He felt like he’d just struck gold.

Theresia frowned, her voice cold. “You’ve got the wrong person.”

The drunk wasn’t put off. “What’s wrong, not enough money? Fine, I’ll add another hundred. Two hundred is my limit though.”

As he reached for her waist, a sharp yelp cut through the noise of the club. “Ow, ow, ow! Let go, it hurts! You’re gonna break it!”

Theresia had twisted his wrist, pressing his face against the table. “You understand now? Funny how you couldn’t get it when I said no.”

The club was packed. By the time she made it to the entrance, the woman had already disappeared.

Theresia stood in the doorway, scanning the crowd and the street outside. It looked like the woman had gotten away.

Taking a slow breath, Theresia’s face stayed tight and serious. The drunk said the woman looked like her. Only one person fit that description and had a reason to do something like this.

She was just about to head back inside when a man’s urgent voice called her name from behind.

“Theresia!”

She turned around on instinct. The second she saw his face, her whole body froze.