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≡;- ꒰ ° 22. 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 ꒱
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AMOR STOOD IN HER SISTERS DORM, AS MAL talked with Uma and Evie talked with Celia. Amor felt a sort of discomfort being in here. Memories from when she would cuddle on the bed and chat about vacation flooded her mind.

Amor sighed, letting her body sit on Audrey's old couch, "Everything's gonna be okay, you know that right?" Evie whispers to a very quiet Amor. She'd been distant from everyone the entire search, even though she was standing right next to them.

Amor felt like she couldn't say much, feeling guilty for everything even though it wasn't her fault. "Yeah," Amor gave a fake smile, wanting to cry on Evie's shoulder, "Everything will be okay."

"Or maybe it won't," Uma gave everyone a shrug, "Maybe Amor is helping her sister and she's pretending to be all sad and gloomy."

"Uma," Mal warned, "don't."

Amor didn't say anything, feeling a small pit in her throat.

"I mean think about it." Uma chuckles, "Audrey wants to be the queen and take over the world...sounds a little familiar doesn't it?"

Uma then looked to Mal, "Isn't Audrey corrupted by your mother's scepter, and Amor got corrupted by your mother's magic? I mean there is no way that Evil Amor just went away like that." Uma snaps her fingers.

Amor could only sit there and let her say what she wanted. If she was going to be completely honest with herself...she agreed with everything Uma was saying.

"She is not evil," Mal scolded her sternly, "The real Amor was never and will never be evil."

Uma gave a tight smile, "there is still a chance Evil Amor will return."

Evie glared, "What makes you say that?"

"Use your common sense. You sent Amor to the isle only suppressed the dark magic just like it did Maleficent's scepter," Uma reminds them, "But once Maleficent escaped the isle and made her way to Auradon the black magic was still there...it never went away."

Mal crossed her arms, not saying a word because she knew Uma was correct. The isle only suppressed Maleficent's magic.

Amor stood up, "I think you've made your point." Amor nods softly, no sign of madness in her voice as she made her way to her sister's bathroom.

Amor felt her body shiver as she paced back in forth in the bathroom, her heart feeling as if it was beating out of her chest.

She gazed at her reflection in the mirror, getting memories of the first time the dark magic corrupted her mind. The thought caused her eyes to fall to the sink, tears falling from them.

"You're totally getting Deja Vu rig now aren't you." A voice snickered from behind her.

Amor froze, terror ran up her spine, too afraid to look up to see who was standing behind her. She didn't need to turn around, she knew that voice anywhere.

It was her own.

Only colder, and more venom, dripped from the vocal cords. Amor looked up, flinching when she saw herself standing behind her, leaning against the bathroom door frame.

Amor backed away, her voice shaking, "this isn't real," she tried to tell herself, "this isn't real."

Evil Amor gave a small smirk, "I'm as real and evil as it gets."

Amor shook her head, "why won't you just go away?" She questioned, a small crack in her voice. Evil Amor frowned pushing Amor's hair behind her ear, leaning in and whispering the words that Amor would never forget.

"Oh, Sweetie, I'm not finished with you just yet."

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