I'M NOT HER

Doppelganger

Sara was facing Ms. Smith while Max was sitting on the chair beside her clearly uncomfortable. Sara thought about all the bad stuff she could have done like all fucking his boss. She wondered if she was going to lose her job.

"I know you are wondering why I called you to my office. I know what I am going to tell you will be a shock but hear me out first." Ms . Smith said trying to find the right words for her next statement.

Sara looked at Max who was staring into space clearly not wanting to be there.

Ms. Smith showed a picture of Max,a child and a woman who looked just like Sara. Sara stared at the picture shocked. They look exactly alike. The only difference was that the lady in the picture had short brown hair.

"What's going on here? Who is this lady and why does she looked just like me?" Sara asked impatiently.

"Calm down,the lady in the picture is Amira, Max's wife. And the cutie is Amy,my granddaughter, Max's child "

How is this possible?  Max has a family.

"I don't understand . What's going on here? Why does she look like me?

Did I have an amnesia and forgot about Maz and my daughter. No. I don't remember being in accident. Is this lady my twin sister. Did we get separated after birth.

"Amira is your doppelganger. And we need your help" Ms. Smith ended and gave Max a look only they could understand.

"My wife lost our second baby after a few months of giving birth. Before that she had some mental conditions. Losing our child might have triggered it . She looked for confront in drugs and had an overdose" Max said trying to hide the pain in his voice.

Ms. Smith knew it was hard for his son to continue so she decided to help by continuing.

"Max came home one night to meet her six year old daughter playing with the kitchen knife while her mum stared into space. Max made a hard decision by taking her to a rehab for help "

"My daughter needed her mum and she had some behaviour issues which got worse. She lost interest in the things she loved." Max continued from where her mother left off.

I could see the pain in his eyes but where do I come in.

"And this is where you come in" Ms. Smith like she read my mind.

"We want you to pretend to be Amira for a couple months until she's out of rehab. She's doing well"  Ms. Smith said waiting for Sara's reaction.

"I know this is much to ask but I don't want to lose my daughter. She's only six and she's suffering. When you pretend to be her mum, she will get better and I'll pay you so much. I'll even give you a promotion. I'll introduce you to some people I know in the music business"

I could see how much he loves his daughter. But pretending to be someone is a bit  too much.