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Another life

Author: Ataima K
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-09 22:29:33

Derek

I open my eyes to what seems like home, it’s a mansion, I recognize every single detail in it and it reminds me of home, the study, my room, Alicia’s room, the kitchen.

I am seated in the black couch in the living room with the tv in front of me, something is off, it may look like home or this was just a dream but there was no sign of Alicia.

The brown door to her room is black, and not just that but our wedding pictures has someone else in it.

Someone different.

“I made you lunch” I hear a voice step out of the kitchen, I turn to my side to see her.

The last thing I remember was being at the airport, I picked up a bottle of water to drink and then closed my eyes for a second.

Shit, I was drugged.

“Where am I?” I asked.

It feels like home but it was just a random place without Alicia in it.

“Home, our home” she answers.

What is the meaning of this?

I can’t even comprehend what is going on.

I look at her utterly confused at this point.

“I made your favorite, Lasagna” she smiles.
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