Sharla couldn't shake the nagging suspicion that her aunt, Adira, was concealing something important. She had attempted to broach the subject earlier, but Adira had evaded the conversation. Now, determined to uncover the truth, Sharla stood outside Adira's room and rapped on the door.
"Aunt Adira, may I have a word with you?" Sharla called out.
"Of course, come in," Adira replied.
Sharla turned the doorknob and stepped into the room. Adira sat at her desk, gazing out the window. Upon hearing Sharla's entrance, she turned to face her.
"What is it, Sharla?" Adira inquired.
"I need to talk to you about everything that's been happening," Sharla began, her voice firm. "The clones, the k********g, and all the other secrets. Also..."
Adira let out a sigh. "I know," she interrupted. "I'm uns
