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2024-10-29 19:42:56Hannah's POV
I was still thinking when I accidentally hit someone. "Oh my goodness I'm so sorry." I had knocked down her file and paperwork scattered all over the floor. My groceries too. I bent down and started picking them up."It's fine, it's fine." I looked up at her and for the fraction of a second my heart went into my throat. The expression on my face was a mixture of fear, surprise and disbelief. She stared at me the same way because....well, we looked so identical. We looked like twins but identical to the decimal. Same bright blue eyes, same nose, shape of lips, skin tone, we were even the same height! "Holy cow..." I muttered underneath my breath. The only difference between both of us was she had dark hair and I was blonde. Otherwise, no one could tell the difference. "Wow... Excuse me what's your name?" She asked, putting herself together. I was still startled but I answered. "I'm Hannah Jones." I winced inwardly. Yes, I'm still married to him. "And you are?" I honestly got curious now. What if she was my long lost twin I never knew about? "Isabella Wilfred." We shook hands and took a minute to process the interaction. "How can we be so alike?" I asked, putting my groceries back into the paper bag. "I'm surprised but I wouldn't be for too long. I never thought this would actually happen to me. Ever." She giggled. "I read that there are at least 7 people in the world that look exactly like you, so this is perfectly normal. If you look at it some type of way." Was she serious?! Perfectly normal? Damn. I had alot of reading to do then. But I could see some reason with her. There are over 8 billion people in the world anyway. "That's actually amazing, but can't it get people in trouble for what they don't know?" Why would you even ask that? I cursed inwardly. "Well, they almost never meet so the chances are slim." She responded, smiling. She was so calm and calculative. I admired her composure. She was charming. Whereas, I was a wreck. A total wreck. "I guess." I responded absent-mindedly. Just then I'd noticed I still had her paperwork in my hands. I handed it over to her. "Could we exchange contacts? I can't let this opportunity slide." I looked at her hopefully. "Sure, why not? We could be of each other's help someday, if you know what I mean." She winked at me and brought out her cellphone. I smiled at her. She looked younger than I was, probably around 22. I was 25 already. Where have the years gone? *** "Where have you been?!" I walked into my supposed home and met Maxwell yelling at me, furious as ever. "I went to get a groceries." I replied, a little bit of hope brewing in my heart. "Of course you did, irresponsible brat." Wtf? Did he just call me a brat? "While you were out with your shenanigans, Holly has been having panic attacks. She thought you were kidnapped. Go calm her nerves. And don't pull another stunt like this again." I checked the time, 2:00pm. No wonder she was worried. I felt bad for worrying her, and stupid for believing Maxwell cared. I watched him walk out of the living room. "Maxwell..." I called out to him. "What is it? Need permission to go get groceries again?" His voice laced with sarcasm. He crossed his arms as he glanced towards me. I shut my eyes and tried to reason with him. "Please, whatever you want I'll do it. Can't you at least treat me like a human?" This was pathetic. I'm basically begging to be treated right. "Oh please." He laughed. It was... disturbing. Slowly climbing the stairs, he turned to look at me one last time, disgust on his face. I eventually found Holly and tried calming her down. I apologized to her, had lunch and went to my room. I texted Isabella that night and we spoke about our childhood, checking if there were any similarities. If she was related to me I would be happy to the moon. Unfortunately our lives were completely different. While I was from an average family, her family was poor. Her dad died when she was 12, and she didn't have any siblings. Her mom was in the hospital at the moment and she couldn't afford the bills needed for her surgery, so she was searching for a job. Which was all the paperwork I scattered earlier. I found out that her husband's family made them divorce because of her background too, which was sad. This world honestly believes money is everything, sigh. We spoke a little longer and I went to bed. "Good morning Maxwell." I greeted him again and as usual, no response. "Are you going to try and seduce me again?" He said, a tone of irritation in his voice. "I'm sorry about that." This was stupid . A wife, apologizing for trying to seduce her husband. "But I'm your wife Maxwell, how long are we going to continue like this? Neither of us wanted this but we could at least try to make it work." It's been almost two months already. Yes, I'm still here. "Listen to me Hannah, I do not like nor love you. I never will. You can stop all these antics of yours. Stay as far away from me as you can. If you want the marriage to work, stay on your own. I would not like to repeat myself." "Am I really just a toy to you? Maxwell?" I stared at him. "Fortunately, I won't ever touch you again. You're disgusting enough as it is." He said as he made his way out of the bedroom. I cried silently. Me, disgusting. I could believe he would say that, at the same time I couldn't. That was the last straw. I wiped my tears as I stared at my phone. There had been a thought brewing in my head for a while and I finally decided to try it.
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