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Amber Perspective

  I tried my hardest not to throw myself to Monica when I saw her in the kitchen wearing an apron. After having a blast breakfast, I asked Monica if we could talk in the living room.

I feel like I'm going to get sick. My knees won't stop moving on its own while waiting for Monica to finished her dishes.

How am I going to tell her the news that I'm alive? Should I explain it first or what?

"Hey" Monica sat down across the sofa where I was sitting. She was drying her hand with a clean towel.

I cleared my throat as I fix my posture in the sofa. This is really hard.

"You look so serious" She commented as we both laugh. So as the laugh died I clear my throat once again.

"I-im Jasmine" I whisper.

"Pardon?" Monica expression hardened as she can't believe what she heard.

I nibbled my bottom lip before I said those words again.

"I'm Jasmine, your deceased Wife" I said while waiting for her reaction.

Her nose flared up and close her eyes shut "Is this some kind of sick pranks?" Her jaw clenched.

"N-no I'm saying the truth. I'm Jasmine. Ten years ago when a couple saw my body floating in the ocean. They didn't report to the police when they found me it's because there's no report that someone was missing after the bomb in yatch. And I kind of lost my memories" I explained.

"Get out" She hissed her eyes was still close.

"B-but Monica"

"I said get out!" She shouted at me. Her eyes were glossy. She was fighting back the tears that threaten to fall any moment.

With the heavy heart I left her house. I felt my throat start closing up again. I silently wipe the tears as they came but pretty soon I was crying into my hands.  I was sobbing mess inside my car. I don't know how long I was there until I decided to go to Cate. I'm glad she was there to comfort me. I told her everything. She was shocked at first but she was willing to help me.

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