Chapter 3Serena Zambrano left the professor's office with that feeling again.
She wondered what it meant to feel déjà vu without ever having been in that situation. If the professor had been the first person to mistake her for someone else, she'd have been intrigued. Now, it felt more like fate, as though her lot in life were to be mistaken for someone else, someone important, someone who had transformed others' lives.
Entering the lecture and laying eyes on the professor, Serena had known that it'd happened again. The twist of anxiety in the pit of her stomach, the edge of tension in her shoulders, the narrowing of her gaze, all had alerted her. The professor's not looking at her once during the lecture, not once on the way to his office, and only after he had invited her to sit, had al
