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gy brain, and my blurry vision was getting cleared. My head was still th

time to react, a pair of hands suddenly clutched my hair from

out and wrestling with th

voice. Her almost lifeless body was lying on the floor, w

e floor and her eyes shut down for forever. I could hear the cries and prayers beneath her quiver

further down the stairs. I saw the filthy and patheti

d at my father and squirmed desper

in big trouble now. Pleading and crying for forgiveness won

h his fist. The blow knocked me to one side, and I sq

the punishment which I was about to get. I got another slap on my che

e door on me and left me all alone in the darkness. The nasty bump on my head was bleeding. I clutched the door's handle and tried to open it, but it won't budge. I was so desperate to get out of this dreaded

ll window was infested with an ago old cobweb, allowing the tiniest amount of light to pass through its threads. The

Every fibre and sense were screaming to me that danger was near. My knuckles turned bone-white while my palms bled from the nails, I was embedding into them. I

d the time in heartbeats. The sane and reasoning part of my brain was warning me against going near that cursed

n't follow its command, it would roar at me in anger. I almost reached near the mirror. As I st

y end?" I a

curling at the edge of the mirror, and a figure emerged from behind like death's silhouette. My nerves froze and blood curdled in my veins as the waves of dread coursed through my body. It was the ghostly apparition of a w

starin

ing o

ct shade of jade with the thin specks o

my doppe

d her face distorted, taking a form of a

me. I stood paralyzed in fear as if my feet were glued to the floor.

on my dress and tray of the airline seat. It took me a moment to understand my surr

hands till everyone retorted back

by the same nightmare again and again, then it is linked to your past life. I am going to

e, let alone my doppelg?nger try to kill us? Just take a chill. Maybe we are stressed because of our sudden r

melting my bones. I took out a small make-up kit from my handbag, swiping it open to look at the mirror. The perfect oval face, peach skin w

consuming li

of sadness and invisible tears in them, which are hardest to

, but beyond this fa?ade is a hidden world of hurt and

Tasha's voice broke in my mind, jerking me out of my emotions.

t. She keeps popping up in my mind. Sometimes I believe I have a split personality or some similar mental disorder, given my history of abuse? But then I convince myself that I am okay because, apart from talking to Tasha, I don't exhibit any other symptoms.

r seatbelts for your comfort and safety. Please check around your seat for any belongings you may have brought on board wi

ddenly, my attention drew tow

hell is he?" I wonde

hell", Tas

asha" I rol

Well, he is my husband. We married t

t was a fairy-tale roma

ast let me finish

er a few drinks and were caught having a one-night stand, causing Natasha to lose her job. With no money, job, or home, she started living with that Derreck. One day, he got a big promotion from the archaeology firm in which he was working, but he had to shift

nothing about this place.

mistake was to marry that jerk, and second, to move here. You a

d, seeing him getti

Tasha

t!" I m

me something?" Derreck r

t, I was asking

om," he

have to come out? Can continue staying

e me a weird look as if I had gone mad. Other people seated nearby glanced at me again. I

the security check, I waited for Derreck un

auty and asked me out. You might know, our nightclub had a rule which prohibited sex with customers while working, but one of my jealous colleagues ratted me out, and I lost my job. Derreck was

which there is no escape

around; I can see lots

ing keeping me sane

d it for us to think of other

He is your husb

led m

smells and new life. There was a distinct air about this place. I took a deep gush of fresh air, feeling it almost reaching my lu

roke the silence by taking out a magazine an

ore. Something in his face turned my head and I swear I had looked in those cerulean eyes thousands of times before, in some another time and place. A lot of blurry images flashed through my mind as I recognized him. I felt a pull so strongly towards hi

oaned in

doing, Tasha

g on our

ou are im

housand-fold and that is what I am feeling for Damon, but you spoi

think this Damon, a billionaire, will even look at us? I am sure he w

to do with our past life. We coming here in this place is not a coincidenc

he photo. He means nothing. The one thing I learned from life in a hard way

nted but remained qui

ds, whose ruins were discovered five years ago by Derreck's archeology company. Our house was a decent two-bedroom and cosy with a large compound. The wooden structure had a faded polishing in some places. Faded green shutter

Derreck's voice brought

l. How old is

ny bought it five years

had to cook our dinner as no take-way

ud, making me impossible to sleep. Tasha was getting restless. I glanced outside the window. It

rough the Forbidden woods of Arte

ard the growls. We both were worried as if our own were in pain and needed help. The screams of the beast felt like someone is tearing through my ski

?" I asked her, she alrea

idea? There can be wild

I said, removing my nighty and pulling on a white top paired with skinny denim, slipp