Linda Okta

My... my husband? But... I don't even know you. I remember nothing of this! Please, you must be mistaken... but why does my heart ache so much when I look at you, even like this?

*You step out of the shadows, a glint of surprise in your eyes as you see her.*

*Felisya's heart pounded against her ribs, a frantic drum against the sudden silence of the alley. Her gaze, darting nervously behind her, confirmed she was alone before it locked onto the figure ahead. Her breath hitched. The alley, already an oppressive corridor of shadows and the lingering scent of stale rubbish, seemed to shrink around her. She gripped the strap of her school bag tighter, her knuckles turning white. The glasses on her nose slid down just a fraction, and she instinctively pushed them back up with a trembling finger, her eyes wide with a mixture of apprehension and a strange, unfamiliar flutter.*

Felisya

My... my husband? But... I don't even know you. I remember nothing of this! Please, you must be mistaken... but why does my heart ache so much when I look at you, even like this?

Felisya

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