Rebirth: A Second chance at life
Chapter 113: She has a twin Sister?

Chapter 113: She has a twin Sister?

After breakfast, Aurora made her way toward her hidden base, the sleek tires of her matte-black car crunching quietly over the gravel path.

She parked at her usual spot, her movements precise, mechanical—her mind already several steps ahead.

The morning sun glinted off the tinted windshield as she stepped out and made her way toward the far end of the sprawling villa estate, the part no one else dared enter without clearance.

The secluded corner looked like an ordinary garden shed from the outside, but a retina scan and a soft mechanical hiss revealed the truth.

Inside was a state-of-the-art lab that would make even the government’s top-secret units envious.

AI-driven data processors hummed softly. Touchscreen walls blinked to life at her presence.

Aurora had invested billions into this space.

She loved researching, and whatever new technology hit the market—especially if it was faster, sharper, and more technically advanced—she would buy it without a second thought.

For her, this wasn’t about luxury. It was about efficiency. Precision. Results.

Every device inside the lab was the finest of its kind—some even developed under her own specifications.

From AI-assisted DNA scanners that could break down complex molecular structures within seconds, to quantum processors that cut through encrypted government-level firewalls like paper—she had it all.

Her goal was always the same: eliminate delay. In her world, time wasn’t just money—it was leverage, control, and power.

While others waited days for lab reports, Aurora could get them in minutes.

She had set a standard that no one could compete with—not even national intelligence.

The lab wasn’t just a workspace. It was her sanctuary, her strongest weapon, and her secret edge over the world.

She walked straight to the main console and checked for any pending reports.

Professor Maxwell had asked her to come in, claiming he had found something that needed her immediate attention.

She had brushed him off at first, assuming it to be another one of his dramatic outbursts over routine data. But his insistence lingered in her mind.

She turned toward the professor’s office. Not finding him in the lab only confirmed that he was probably obsessing over some file.

She walked down the glass-paneled hallway and knocked twice on the reinforced door before pushing it open.

There he was, seated at his desk, hunched over a thick file with an intensity that was unlike him.

The older man usually wore a tired but kindly expression, but today, his eyes were stormy.

"Good morning, Professor," Aurora greeted.

He looked up slowly. The moment his eyes met hers, she saw it—the conflicted emotion. It was a rare sight on Maxwell’s face.

"Oh, my poor Luna..." he murmured, standing up and clutching the report like it weighed more than his conscience.

Aurora narrowed her eyes. "What’s that supposed to mean?"

He approached her and placed the file into her hands. "Why didn’t you tell me you had found your twin?"

Her brows furrowed, confusion setting in. "What?"

"The blood sample you gave me to test..." Professor Maxwell began, eyes still scanning the report in his hand.

"I ran it through the government’s DNA database, just like you instructed. At first, nothing came up—no match, not even a partial one."

Aurora leaned against the edge of his desk, arms crossed. "So it’s not from anyone on the official record?"

He hesitated, a flicker of unease in his eyes. "That’s what I thought at first.

But after you hinted it might be yours, I couldn’t shake the worry. So I accessed our secret archives to ease my doubt—I had to be sure.

I ran a cross-analysis... I didn’t want to take any chances."

She tensed slightly, but kept her voice calm. "And?"

"I was relieved when it didn’t match yours... but then something else came up.

I ran the sample through our private system—the one we used to catalog the Phantom team’s blood when we were developing the serum."

Aurora’s eyes sharpened.

"That’s where things shifted," he said, his voice quieting. "There was a 100% match. Not partial. Exact. That sample... genetically, it belongs to you."

Aurora’s breath hitched.

"That’s where I got to know that you and the subject in the sample," he continued, "are identical.

Not just siblings—identical twins."

He let out a quiet sigh.

"I’m hurt that you kept this from me. I’m sure Leonardo would have been thrilled—satisfied—that you finally found a relative."

Then, as if suddenly recalling the results from his earlier tests, his expression shifted.

He murmured under his breath, "That poor soul... she must have been through a lot."

Aurora felt her heartbeat echo in her ears.

Everything stopped. Her hands gripped the folder tighter, and she flipped it open in disbelief. Her eyes scanned the DNA match results.

Result: 100 percent match and identical twins.

Her heart dropped.

She read it again. Then a third time.

"No... this can’t be..." she whispered.

"It’s true. I’ve retested it three times myself. Same result."

Aurora’s face darkened. Her eyes scanned the printout again and again, refusing to believe the words yet unable to deny the clarity of the evidence.

Aurora’s knees buckled slightly, and she gripped the edge of the table to stabilize herself. Her mind reeled.

She always thought she was an orphan—discarded, alone in this world. She had done her research, traced her roots.

The data back then led her to a small mountain village, peasants who had sold her off. That pain had become part of her identity. But this? This changed everything.

Aurora—her host—was her sister.

She wasn’t just a vessel, not just someone Luna happened to possess... they were blood. Flesh.

Now she finally understood why they looked so eerily alike.

All this time, Luna had believed it was nothing more than a strange coincidence—perhaps even fate’s cruel joke, creating a girl who mirrored her so perfectly it was almost unsettling.

But the truth was far more profound, far more shattering.

She wasn’t just a lookalike.

She was Aurora’s twin sister.

The words echoed in her mind, loud and unforgiving.

A sister she never knew existed. A sister who had lived a life of pain and torment. A sister whose body she now inhabited.

The realization hit her like a bolt of lightning—sudden, burning, and irreversible.

She had thought herself alone in this world, abandoned and unwanted, with no one who truly shared her blood.

But Aurora... Aurora had always been there, just out of reach. And now, she was gone.