I blinked rapidly while trying to process my mother's words. They weren't making any sense to me. "Wait, mom. It's easy to believe you have a twin sister you've kept secret from us, but you said that she's dead. How can a dead person move and talk and fight? She's... she's not a zombie, is she?"
Daddy Marku growled. "Zia. Take this seriously."
"But I am taking this seriously." I looked back at my mother, and she sighed for the millionth time.
"Sweetie, look. I know it's hard to understand. We couldn't believe it either when you first told us about what you saw when you fought Vince. However, all evidence points out that she is indeed my twin sister."
Okay, so my mother had a dead twin sister out for my blood. Just great. I stepped back and slowly sat down on the cold floor, my knees su
