"Huh, I guess it would make sense that there are other worlds that are all confusing like that." Eliza mused. "I think I would like that better, two versions of my world instead of knowing that mine over wrote another."

Eliza chuckled.

"Hell I could meet the other me and we could both moan about Max, or how over protective our uncle is." Eliza's smile faultered. "Or why this place might have picked one of us over the other."