ELLA.
Somewhere deep within my subconsciousness, where everything felt both distant and painfully real, I saw them.
Two figures.
They stood facing each other in a strange, suspended space, neither ground nor sky, just an endless stillness that stretched in every direction.
At first, it didn't make sense but as I focused, slowly, painfully…it hit me.
One of them…was me.
I frowned, confusion tightening within me. Why was I seeing myself like this? Why did it feel like I was both present and absent at the same time? My body…no, that version of me…looked frozen, suspended as though caught between moments.
It was unsettling and unnatural.
"Knowing too much has never been a good thing, has it?" The voice cut through the silence and I stiffened.
It wasn't mine, as if was deeper, cold and masculine.
