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.

should leave, ' she said to herself. Emily placed the cup on the

Mr. Jack is on his way. Please wait a little longer," the manager

have to go now," Emily replied while

I know your guards are outside, and besides, I

valid point, but why was she trying so hard to keep her there? "No,

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

because of the

The cappuccino!

cup of cappuccino was spiked, it was

the customers would notice her, and her guards would rush

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

to block the vision of Emily's

and took her place. She was of her age and of the same body type, dressed in the same clothes and made up with the

happened within seconds, like a well-orchestrated

by the manager, while the "fake Emily" replaced her and carried on sipping her coffee, as if nothing had

...

the presidential suite of

the King size

stood by the door,

perfectly complimenting his disposition.

his life. His one and only. He had everything planned to a tee,

a deep breath, pushed the door

it's me,"

he wasn't stood up anyway, because there Emily was, lying on bed, motionless. He quickly

wake up!" he