Chapter 39 Her lookalike.

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ELENA'S POV The Ravel who returned to us was nothing like the man we sent on the mission. He looked severely traumatized and we couldn't even get him to say what happened to him. The only thing that gave was the physical harm on his body. First off, his lovely hair was gone. It was clean-shaven and his head was completely bald. The second, of course, was his deformed wrist. We couldn't exactly say how it got to that state but whatever happened had to be really bad. To make things worse, he was missing five of his toes. "Ravel please talk to us. What happened to you? How did you end up like this?" Sandra was on the verge of crying. He didn't say a word. He merely stared blankly into thin air. "I think we should take him to the hospital, they should know what to do with him. Mayb

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