~{PECULIAR'S POV}~
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I was now acting as Deborah….
As I stared down at my hands which were now slightly brown in color, my breathing came out heavy and disbelieving.
"No…this is not me but all in her head," I said to myself as I trembled.
Yet, I looked for the mirror and quickly got up from the bed as I hurried there to check if it was real even when I knew the answer.
As I came before the mirror, my eyes widened in horror because not only was I Deborah, but the reaction I had on my face justified that I was truly acting through her.
She looked sickly and dull, unlike the recent Deborah who was healthy and agile.
"It cannot be," I said in denial as I slowly touched the side of my face…or shall I say Deborah's face?
And out of consciousness, I looked down at my abdomen from the mirror's reflection and realized that I was no longer with child.
It was flat!
I lightly touched it like I was having a terrible nightmare and was yet to react.
Until-
"DEBORAH!!!!!!"
