That Day When I Got Married to My Boss at the Blind Date

There was a very large mirror in the bathroom.

She shed her outer garment and all her clothes until she was completely naked. Josie turned around, her back facing the mirror,

At her shoulder blade, there lay a birthmark akin to a cloud right in the middle.

Not only did it resemble Heather’s, identical in every way, but it was also in the exact same position, not a hair’s breadth off.

Josie stared at the birthmark for a long time, a memory suddenly surfacing from her childhood. She remembered chasing after Paul, asking, “Dad, why do I have a birthmark?”

Paul gently patted her head. “Do you find it ugly?”

“No, it’s just that I’m curious. Why do others not have it, but I do?”

clothes. Even later, when she was in bed with Dexter, she always deliberately covered her back. When he asked her about it, she simply said she didn’t like it from behind. It didn’t make her feel

always respected her, never

could be the key to finding your biological parents in

her head. “I want to stay with you. I don’t want to find my biological parents.”

was comforted and laughingly

the past, a pang of sorrow struck

always felt as if she was dreaming, and only when she opened her eyes again to see the birthmark on her back did she feel the reality of it all. This

similar we are. Even our eyebrows

she saw Mark and Claudia, she felt an inexplicable

all along, yet she persistently used all sorts of excuses to avoid.

waiting outside for a long time, anxiously knocking on the door, “Ms.

over her at that instant as the cold water flowed down from her head to toe. How could Heather replicate my birthmark exactly in the exact same manner when the only other person

her breathing suddenly becoming heavy. Someone has tampered with it. Heather alone couldn’t have done this. How many people does she have backing her