My Great Escape Led Me to You novel Chapter 64

Emma George was startled by the stormy look on Emily Blair’s face.

“Emily, what are you looking at? You look pale as a ghost.”

Emily snapped her phone shut, squeezing her eyes closed. Her chest rose and fell in shallow breaths, as if something heavy pressed against her lungs, weighing her down until her blood turned to ice.

Emma reached out, resting a hand on her daughter’s arm. “Emily, what happened?”

Emily slowly opened her eyes. Her voice was hoarse. “It’s nothing. I just messed up a problem on my homework. Mom, could you leave me alone for a bit? I need to finish this.”

Emma gave her a doubtful look but quietly left the room.

As soon as the door closed, Emily locked it and reopened her phone.

The thread she’d been reading was overflowing with evidence—evidence that Vivian Martin and Isabella Austin were, in fact, the same person.

There were posts pointing out how Vivian Martin had never appeared in public, that she and Isabella were the same age, that they’d both been spotted in the same city at the same time.

People noticed that after Vivian died, Isabella burst onto the scene as a prodigy pianist almost overnight. Someone dug up an old social media post where Isabella had liked a photo from Vivian’s account years ago. There were even pictures of the two of them wearing identical outfits.

And then there was Vivian’s piece, “Desire.” It had been uploaded to a music platform three years ago, but barely anyone had listened to it—just a few hundred plays. How on earth did Isabella find and select such an obscure piece out of thousands of unheard piano works?

She had to have known about it already.

The blogger listed more and more evidence, each point drawing a sharper line between Isabella and Vivian—making it clear they were one and the same.

The more Emily read, the more she hated Isabella Austin.

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