Clone Number Twenty-Three

I’m Su Wan, Number 23.

When I signed the marriage contract, I thought I was just a stand-in for the beloved woman of a wealthy family. Only later did I learn I was the twenty-third “vessel” for her consciousness to return to life.

My husband traced my features late at night, searching for someone else’s likeness. My brother-in-law shielded me, but looked at me as if he were appraising a product.

Then, on the night of the full moon, the other twenty-two “mes” opened their eyes at the same time. We exchanged smiles and decided to give this game a new protagonist.

He wanted a perfect substitute. I wanted absolute ownership of this body.