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Prologue

I woke up in a dingy claw-foot bathtub in an unfamiliar pink-tiled bathrooreen toothpaste globbed in the sink, and white drips streaked the mirror The ed a dark sky and a full moon What day of the as it? Where was I? A frat house at the U of A? Someone’s apartment? I could barely remember that my name was Sutton Mercer, or that I lived in the foothills of Tucson, Arizona I had no idea where my purse was, and I didn’t have a clue where I’d parked my car Actually, what kind of car did I drive? Had so?

“Euy’s voice called from another room “You home?”

“I’m busy!” called a voice close by

A tall, thin girl opened the bathroo in her face “Hey!” I leapt to ly, as if it had fallen asleep When I looked down, it see on and off, like I was under a strobe light Freaky So

The girl didn’t seem to hear me She stumbled forward, her face covered in shadows

“Hello?” I cried, cli out of the tub She didn’t look over “Are you deaf?” Nothing She pumped a bottle of lavender-scented lotion and rubbed it on her arms

The door flung open again, and a snub-nosed, unshaven teenage guy burst in “Oh” His gaze flew to the girl’s tight-fitting T-shirt, which said NEW YORK NEW YORK ROLLER COASTER on the front “I didn’t know you were in here, Emma”

“That’s maybe why the door was closed?” Emma pushed him out and slaht behind her “Hey!” I cried again

Finally, she looked up My eyes darted to the lass, I screamed

Because Emma looked exactly like me

And I wasn’t there