Melomiri

My Husband in the Mirror

Language: en

I suspect the man in my house is not my husband. I even suspect he might not be human. It’s because Ethan has been acting too strange lately. He’s been a left-handed guy for over ten years, but suddenly, he’s doing everything with his right hand. Even the butterfly-shaped birthmark on his right thigh has vanished. More terrifyingly, when he walked across the balcony this morning, the bright morning light hit him from the side. There were two shadows stretching across the hardwood floor. One in front. One behind. But when he hugged me, I could clearly hear the strong, steady beat of his…

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