Impostor

felt as if her whole body is wrapped tightly with something. She opened

hts and adjusted her gaze. She has to blink several times before a clear view of her surroundi

d to speak again, but it was as if her voice left her throat. With careful movements, she sat up and looked around the

she remembered the man sleeping beside her. She lo

kissable lips, and sharp jawline, he could be mistaken for a Greek God sleeping peacefully in

wl on the edge of the bed, but before she could

brought a tingling sensation to Ca

d as the man sat up straight and revealed to her his broad bar

he moved closer to her, but Cas

er Amara? She looked at her body and hands. She was dress

man looked at

as about to get on the plane. But why she's riding a plane? What happened to her? Why sh

and dramas. Where is she? She asked as she walked back and forth until her eyes caught the large wedding pictur

obe as her chest hammered wildly. "W-what is this...?" She lowered her gaze to th

eplied worriedly. "C

at's happening! She wandered around the room. What is she doing here? Her feet brought her

cking her every move? Casey touched her face, and Amara did it t

on her. She looked at her own reflection in the mir

alled her wife's name.

in a completely naked state. She tried her best not to look down on his torso, but she

not taking her eyes off h

lowed hard as his hand started to move up and down his shaf

then she remembered that she's in Amara's body. Casey paused and dre

ok like you're okay,

act?" she asked, almost out of breath. "I couldn't even think straig

at her for seconds as if what she said

Casey! What trouble has she gotten her soul into? Do Amara and I switch souls? Is it even possible?

fore," Alexander commented. He was

not to look down on the man's cock. Oh, my, it w

n't stand to see me naked," he muttered. "I'm n

as if the man lost his confidence because of his bitch wife. She watched Alexander

ering towards her. When their eyes met, Casey looked away and faced the

Alexander told her. "We barely recognized your

n a knotted forehead as the traumatic experien

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