A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Emily arrived at the café Jack had mentioned in the text, but he didn't show up.

The café was in an open area with a lot of customers. Emily thought there was nothing to worry about, so she asked all her guards to wait outside while she sat alone in one of the chairs and waited for Jack.

A few minutes had passed and there was still no sign of Jack. Emily frowned and took out her phone.

"Miss Emily, are you waiting for Mr. Jack?" Emily looked up and saw a very attractive, well-dressed, polite young lady smiling pleasantly at her.

"How do you know?" Emily asked, as she looked at her with confusion. Something was not right.

"I am the manager of this café. Mr. Jack was here a while ago, but he had to leave for some urgent business. He asked me to tell you that he would be back soon. Please wait here," the woman replied kindly.

"Oh…okay" Emily didn't really believe her, but Jack wasn't answering his phone, either.

Emily glanced at her watch and decided to stay for another 20 minutes.

The manager handed her the menu and asked, "Would you like some coffee?"

"Cappuccino, please," Emily answered, as she skipped through the menu and gave it back to the polite manager.

"Very well. Please wait for a second," the woman replied.

Emily's cappuccino was served within minutes.

She gazed out on the street, pensively, as she took a small sip.

What was taking Jack so long? Jack was still nowhere to be seen…

Something was definitely not right. She couldn't tell what it was, but she decided that she'd better leave here first.

said to herself. Emily placed

Please wait a little longer," the manager

but I have to go now," Emily replied

already waited so long, so why not just wait for a few more minutes? You are safe here. I know your guards are outside,

she trying so hard to keep her there? "No, I really have to go..." said Emily.

finish her words, she suddenly felt dizzy, and her vision started to blur.

Is it because of the cappuccino?'

The cappuccino!

the time Emily realized that her cup of cappuccino

would notice her, and her guards would rush in and

a tissue covering her mouth and nose, she couldn't make any sound, except succumb to the

stood on the other side to block the vision of Emily's

and took her place. She was of her age and of the same

like a

taken away by the manager, while the "fake Emily" replaced her and carried on sipping

...

the presidential suite of a

on the King size

stood by the

back and perfume perfectly complimenting his disposition. There was no sign

life. His one and only. He had everything planned to a tee, or so he thought.

breath, pushed the door

me,"

anyway, because there Emily was, lying on bed, motionless. He

wake