Ethan blinked, his eyes moving away from the figure trapped between his fingers. A tiny blue of movement to his right caught his eye. The ágrion leaned forwards and frowned.
“Chris?” Ethan’d gaze moved back to the human in his hand.She was still squirming, but upon closer inspection, Ethan realized that was not Chris. Who was this stranger, then? Ethan lowered his free hand, still holding the doppelgänger. He shifted his fingers, allowing the panting woman to settle in his palm. She shot him a wary gaze, but seemed to relax after noticing Chris’ lounged position.
Ethan looked between the two humans, struggling to get things straight. “So wait-she’s not you?” He frowned. When he’s started filling a human home, he’d been almost sure it was Chris… She