10
On our tenth anniversary, Benjamin was working overtime. By now, this was no longer surprising to me.>
When did he start forgetting our special days? How long had it been since he last remembered?>
But my mind, heavy with fever, couldn’t dwell on these thoughts for long.
The housemaid Benjamin had hired was off today, citing urgent matters at school.
It left me feeling oddly uneasy. In the vast emptiness of our grand villa, I lay alone on the couch, paralyzed by a high fever of 102°F. helpless as a stranded fish.}
Yet, with sheer willpower, I managed to dial 911 for an ambulance.
As soon as the sirens approached, I let my eyes close in relief.
In my fevered haze, a strange truth began to unfold.
I was living within the pages of a book, and the male protagonist was none other than my dashing and wealthy husband, Benjamin Davis. But, tragically, the heroine was not me it was our young housemaid, Mia.
Mia Baker, barely in her twenties, had applied for the maid’s position and caught Benjamin’s eye immediately. Desperate to earn money to save her family, she reluctantly succumbed to his coercion.
While Mia professed her intention to sever ties with Benjamin out of guilt towards me, she nonetheless allowed him to pursue her.”
In the end, Benjamin asked for a divorce. I refused, harboring resentment towards Mia. In my anguish, I inadvertently caused her a severe injury, leading to the loss of their child.
This culminated in a bitter divorce forced upon me by Benjamin and my subsequent confinement to a mental hospital.§
Meanwhile, Benjamin and Mia moved past their troubles and found happiness together.
The dream ended with Benjamin embracing a radiant Mia, resplendent in a luxurious wedding gown, her face aglow with joy.
When I awoke, darkness had fallen. My pillow was soaked with tears, and I was too sad to breathe barely.”
But soon, my thoughts were interrupted by a clear female voice.
“Hey! Eleanor Turner, why are you crying?“>
“You look awful.”
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