"No, she doesn't... Look, we are different" Natasha quickly defended.
"Is it a crime to look like someone? You are overreacting" Amelia rolled her eyes.
"Well, we'll be leaving the country tomorrow... Goodnight" She said and jumped on the bed.
Natasha didn't say anything, she was so lost in thought. Thinking about the lady posing as Natasha.
'Or is it Oliver's plan to avoid public shame?' That was the only reason she could think of.
*
Inside the room, Oliver gently placed Phoebe on the bed. He moved away and went to stand by the window.
"When your dad slapped you today, you didn't say something, you didn't defend yourself... Why?" He said.
"That's because he's Nat... What I mean is that he's my dad, I can't talk back at him" Phoebe replied.
"Hmm. That's not the you I know. You've
