Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction. We continue where we left of last week, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.
“I am,” Isabelle said.
She was, or at least she had convinced herself that she was but now that she had a secret message in her pocket she started to remember how she once felt about him. A childhood one sided crush, he would like her too if she was in his universe but nothing could happen in between universe and bla bla bla the forever repeated excuse that had finally sunk... But what if now that they were both adult he realized that there was no reason for not using the body of his awesome other self for more intimate purposes.
“You are or you wish you were? He is not real remember, the guy who talked to you tonight is not the one living in that body most of the time.”
“I know that and I am over it.”
“Good, because his father really wanted you married, in both universe,” Malik said.
Isabelle shrugged, she wasn't marrying anyone, at least not before at least ten years or thirty years or not before her mother died, her mother would never allow her to marry someone she liked and she will never say yes to someone her mother hand picked.
“It was such a delightful evening,” he mother said coming back.
She turned around to wave at Mike, making Isabelle feel nauseated. Her father was ten time the man Mike was and her mother had destroyed him for what? Power? It was insane.
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