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'How can a brother and sister look so different from each other?' Lana asked as she carefully combed her wet hair in front of the mirror.
Emma approached her and placed her head on her sister's shoulder and pulled a face.
'We're twins—you're black, and I'm white. Need I say more?'
Lana laughed, tapping her on the head with her comb. 'You know what I mean. Luis is like, well, really quite ugly, in a sense, and Aria is just well, probably one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. He's really dark, erm—everything—and she's all pale-skinned, silvery hair and light eyes. It's just weird.'
'They're Watchers, sis. Just like us,' she said, dropping onto her bed and picking up her book.
'Yeah, I guess. Don't you think it's weird, though?'
'What? The fact that they look different? N
