"What trickery did you performed to make Hassan Hate me?"
Hassan, was supposed to be deeply in love with my third cousin Conway Carstone. So what's going on? Why is Conway glaring at me like a mad man...
A week ago, before all this BS happened. I was sure I was laying on my death bed hopelessly waiting for my death to come.
Who would've thought that someone who's healthy as me would be diagnosed with Colon cancer.
That day... I lost everything except for my dutiful partner. He loved me and stay beside me. He cared for me, he did everything he could to make me feel comfortable without feeling pain.
I was happy knowing that I had someone like him look after me. Months go by and my health started to deteriorate I felt helpless and I fell into depression. That's when I realize that Yohan was suffering as well.
Yohan, would put up a smile on his face but sometimes his expression would betray him. I could see it through his eyes that he feels frustrated by me. And I couldn't do anything in my situation I almost feel like a very big burden to him.
As usual.
Yohan, prepped me to the rocking chair this time, Yohan opened the curtain revealing a lush green spring garden that he tends to.
"It's spring... did you see the flowers? I planted it for you so that whenever you feel down or sluggish you can look at them peacefully."
My heartache whenever I hear his voice or feel his warmth surrounding me.
'I don't want to die! I don't want to leave him! if there is such a thing as deities... please let me live, I want to stay with him for much longer.'
I cried so many times wishing this was just a dream and one morning when I wake up it's all just a sad dream.
I opened my eyes and saw that Yohan was sleeping soundly beside me. I subconsciously reach out to touch his face. I couldn't control my tears. "Yohan, Oh Yohan, I love you so so much that I can't bear to leave you. But I won't hold it against you if you meet someone who will love you in my stead.I truly wish that you will find someone who will love you more than I could ever shown you."
That was the last memory I had with Yohan. And when I woke up I was in a different room, a different place, and most of all a different body.
When I saw myself in the mirror for the first time I was surprise to see that I look different. I could feel my body was still growing my hair, my eyes, and my appearance it was entirely different.
"Vich youz knotz sec vac...Frey?"
What is this!
'I can't seem to understand what she's trying to say. My head it Hurst like hell!'
My head was pounding like someone was beating me with a metal bat.
It was so painful that I didn't notice that I was on the floor clutching on my head and everyone who saw me was panicking and worriedly screaming for help.
Because of the pain I passed out on the floor foaming in my mouth. When I came around I was in the same room as I was before. I was being look after by the people dress up as maids or so.
The ringing and the pain completely subsided. For sure I thought I was going to die again. I sigh.
The woman from before saw that I was awake hurriedly went to my side and hold my right hand. I was shock by her sudden move.
This woman beside me was beautiful although I'm not into women but seeing her crying face made me feel a tad embarrass.
"My son. oh my son!... I was so worried about you... my heart almost gave in when I saw you lost consciousness."
Huh? did I hear her right... I am his son?!
I can understand her now. So this boy was his son? I don't know what I should be feeling right now. I am not her son I am someone who suppose to be dead and not living. 'I am scared what if they notice something odd about me or found out that I'm not truly their son or their young master. what then...will they kill me or punish me? if so I am quite scare now!'
"Don't do anything foolish anymore... stay in bed and recuperate I will talk to your father about your condition... I'm worries you'll fall ill again."
I am truly sorry but I think your son is long gone. And stole his body but don't take this against me I, myself, is not even sure why I am here in the first place.
'If you could hear me, Freya is your name, and it will be mine as well but I will promise you that I will love them in your stead.'