His Doppelganger.

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Elle's POV

I woke up as I heard the sudden sound of my alarm clock that never fails to wake me up by the time I assigned it to. I calmly do my daily routine in the morning like taking a quick bath, morning exercise, and specifically, cleaning my bedroom. 

"Good morning, Love," I whispered as I stared at his picture which means a lot to me. It was taken years ago when we have our first poodle, Kelly. He was hugging our dog that time with his bright smile that really amazes me a lot so I rapidly took my phone and took shots of them playing together.

I changed my outfit as I prepared myself for the rest of the day. I'm alive but I feel like I already don't have that feeling when I was with him. That thing called, Love.

"Kelly, eat your lunch when you're hungry, alright? I'll better go now." I said to our dog as I sighed and went towards the entrance door of my house. I let out a heavy sigh before locking my door but when I was about to leave my house, someone called.

"Ms. Honoriado speaking," I said as I answered my phone which is a little while ago, vibrating.

"Nah, don't be too professional. I'm just Gale by the way, how are you my old best friend?" She said as she laughed.

"Quit the act, Gale. I know that you're just calling because you--" I stopped for a moment as the realization of her talking to me right now is in the middle of good or bad.

"Yes, yes, yes. I may be your craziest best friend who is now a successful psychiatrist, but trust me on this, Elle. He really needs your help." She muttered.

"Gale, you know that I stopped being a psychiatrist because of my company. I can't handle that friend of yours, Gale. Sorry to disappoint you." I said as I sighed because I'm already 4 minutes late to work.

"Elle, Is it because of him? Elle, it's not your fault that he died! You changed him, Elle! You changed him into an unbelievable sociable man who's fighting every single day to cure his depression. You changed him, Elle. You made him see colors that he's really meant to see but it's not your fault that he has that cancer that--" I stopped him as I felt a pain in my chest that's very unbearable.

"Gale, stop. I can't help that friend of yours, okay?" I said as tears started to flow down to my cheeks.

"No, Elle. It's hard to say but you're stopping yourself to live happily. I'll bring him to your house at 10 pm and I'll come back maybe in 8 or 9 months. Sorry but expect that, Elle." She said and ended the call before I could possibly disagree with her.

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Because of what Gale just said to me, I planned to go home late. I finished reviewing and signing all of the insane papers that will push my company to have a high satisfaction rate for this year. I checked my watch just to see that it's already 11:34 pm so I decided to go home and drive.

I went towards my front door and nothing seems strange. Maybe Gale stopped her hopes that I'll help that guy so I opened my door casually as I let out a heavy sigh for what I did today. 

"Kelly! I'm sorry that I didn't go home early! But don't worry I've got your back!" I said and smiled as I opened the switch of the light and find Kelly's favorite and nutritious food.

"Here you go," I said as I put down her favorite food and went towards my bedroom. I was about to open the door of that room as I heard something creepy. Maybe some scratching sounds but it really made me panicked to the point that I held my baseball bat in case of an emergency.

I slightly opened the door and switched the lights on as I saw someone hiding behind the side table. I can't see his face thoroughly because his hands are covering it but I can see that he's trembling. I saw a piece of note on the floor and read it. 

Good day, Elle. It's him, my friend, who basically has depression, specifically major depressive disorder. He's sometimes unbearable and I still have many patients here to handle. I know you're the only one who can help him, sis. Not me nor any other psychiatrist. He's Luis. He's very similar to Angelo, Elle. I am really surprised when I saw him in our hospital but please take care of him. It's maybe a miracle? But I hope that you two will unlock that darkness and see how beautiful life is.

I was in total shock because of that simple letter. What did she say?

"Luis," I said as I went towards him and kneel in front of him. Yeah, I may be one of the best psychiatrists Gale was talking about but that was before when everything was fine and I have my guy on my back. I don't know how will I make him feel safe, comfortable and everything. It's like I am just an ordinary person now trying to be sociable with someone who has a depressive disorder.

"Uhmmm, I'm Elle. Can I talk to you for about a minute?" I said as he uncovered his face making me see who's him. I literally stopped as I saw his angelic face while crying. It's him, Angelo.

"Stop this. You're the psychiatrist right?" He said

"Y-you're d-depressed?" I stuttered at my question, without realizing what I've just said while trying myself not to hug him. I'm missing him.

"You can't cure this, you know what? Just let me die!" He shouted as he stands and runs out of my room but I hold his hand. 

"Stop this, Angelo." I said as my heart beats abnormally, making me breathe abnormally too.

February 19, 2019, around 12 in the midnight, I saw my love again.