My Wife

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She had been gone for quite a while now. Callum was starting to get a bit worried, maybe he did something wrong during the dance. God why'd you have to bring up your dead mother. Idiot! She had been acting strange since, well quite honestly when he thought about it, since the engagement. What was up with this girl?

"Hey Callum!"

Oh...the nickname's gone. "Hey Wrenley, you sound more like yourself now, you feeling better?" he asked, she just smiled. She had her veil off now which surprised him since he couldn't see any pimple. She must have sensed his confusion because she piped up, "I managed to hide the pimple with the makeup pretty well so I just took off the veil," she laughed and he nodded slowly.

Something was off. Callum could tell. He leaned down to give her a kiss and got a wiff of her strong vanilla perfume. That definitely wasn't there before. 

When he kissed her, her lips felt off too. Then again, maybe it was just him going crazy. But her laugh did not sound the same either, it was softer and she had a bit of a snort, kind of like a...

His thoughts were cut off my Wrenley grabbing his hand. Her touch feels different too? 

"How are you doing Callum?" she asked gently, he was confused at first and asked her what she was talking about. "You know, your mom, I can't imagine how this must be for you. Getting married without her," Callum was even more confused now, had they not just talked about this as they were dancing?

His thoughts were cut off my Wrenley shaking him slightly. "Oh Callum! I want to introduce you to my lovely sister, Winona! Winona, this is Callum," she gestured towards a woman with long brown hair, just like hers, falling down the woman's shoulder. She had gorgeous brown eyes that enchanted Callum. The two sisters looked pretty similar, but something about Winona made him not want to look away.

She noticed his lingering gaze and cleared her throat extending her hands. "Nice to meet you," her voice seemed familiar, but he couldn't place it for the life of him. He shook her hand and the touch felt familiar too. What is going on?

He was so lost in his thoughts, but was pulled out when he heard Winona laughing at something Wrenley had said. That was when it clicked. Her laugh.

He stared at Winona intently and she suddenly felt shy under his intense gaze. "Well, Wren, sorry I missed the wedding, have fun!" Wrenley hugged her tightly.

Winona and Wren. They had swapped places. But how? And why?