As soon as Amelia Lockhart returned to her room, she immediately pulled out her phone to message Molly Sullivan.
There were no camera operators following them in the rooms, only fixed cameras. Amelia Lockhart made sure to avoid the room's two fixed camera angles while she texted.
"Sis! How could you show up as guest stars without telling me!"
Molly Sullivan smiled the moment she saw the message. She knew Amelia must have been holding it in all day; she hadn't even been back in her room for two minutes before the text came through.
Molly casually leaned against Samuel Shaw, her fingers, coated in rose-colored nail polish, flying across the phone screen as she replied.
"Did I not tell you? Whoops, sorry. I might have forgotten."
Reading the message, Amelia Lockhart could already picture Molly Sullivan saying those exact words. Her personality was a carbon copy of her real sister's.
