In a world where everything seems perfectly logical and pragmatic. The thought of anything existing outside of the realm of what one already knows seems impractical.
That is how Melinda Morrison sees life.
The very life where she has shared nearly e...
Submerged beneath the surface, the first thing I noticed upon opening my eyes was the blurry yet opaque clarity of the liquid around me. It hinted at an ocean's depth, and the initial sensation led me to believe I was drowning—far from any reachable help or rescue. My fight-or-flight instincts kicked in, prompting a swift jerk as my hands scrambled for any surface to grasp.
Surprisingly, finding a hold was effortless. To the side of me, my hands gripped what felt like porcelain material, and with a dazed effort, I lifted my head. A gasp escaped as I coughed, expelling water, while I struggled to take in my surroundings.
My head pounded, and a persistent dizziness enveloped me. The brightness of the place disoriented me further. Questions raced through my mind. Where was I? How did I get here?
I reached over, wiping away remnants of water that obstructed my view. This environment was entirely unfamiliar. Tall, wide ceilings surrounded me, and a large gush of sunlight bathed pristine windows in a warm...
Yellow light.
Wait, yellow? What color was the sun again? The disorientation intensified as I grappled with the elusive memory.
Another surge of dizziness engulfed me as I steadied myself on what felt like the edge of a bathtub. Yes, a bathtub, inside a bathroom, it seems. I thought. Despite the disoriented state I found myself in, I gathered as much strength as I could and slowly emerged from the tub, with droplets of water trailing me as I sought a towel for drying.
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While completing this task, an uneasy weight settled over me, akin to the burden of holding a boulder between my waist and stomach. Panic and worry seized me, prompting a glance downward that elicited a gasp.
My stomach was disproportionately huge!
Frantically, I reached over and pressed my hand against my bare stomach, feeling its slight hardness as my hand cradled the unexpected bump. The realization hit me like a tidal wave—I was pregnant! Questions swirled in my mind. How? What...?
Rushing to find a towel, I located one conveniently laid out on a nearby rack, hastily wrapping it around my body. My movements were almost automatic, as if my body followed a routine I couldn't identify.
Thankfully, a mirror was within a few steps on the marble floors. The bathroom exuded luxury and spaciousness, unlike anything I could recall experiencing. I struggled to compare it to something—perhaps a hotel? Yes, it shared similarities with an opulent vacation hotel, but it also emanated a warmth reminiscent of a family home, adorned with touches of color and personality.
Turning to the mirror, my eyes widened. It was me. Logically, there was no reason for shock; this had always been who I was. However, an unsettling feeling crept over me. Despite the familiar reflection, I couldn't shake the sensation that it wasn't truly... me.
