I Really Shouldn’t Be Saying This, But I Have A Paranormal Gift I’ve Been Hiding Since Childhood

As he slid down the sheets, I glanced around the room. Her room. Adorned with flowery wallpaper and photo booth photos of Danny. Then I looked down at my clothes, or lack thereof. Poked my bare skin and felt it jiggle. This wasn’t a vision. This was real. I was here. I was her.

“Get out of the bed,” I said. “Now. Out of the bed. Out of my bed.”

He kept that smug smirk fastened on his face. “Why? You want to do it on the floor? Shower, maybe?”

“I have a boyfriend. I have Danny.”

He blinked. Once, twice, three times. He could finally tell I was serious. “Listen, I’m not a home wrecker. You came on to me. You invited me over. You took off my jeans. But hey, a woman’s got a right to change her mind. You want me out, I’m out.“ He put up his hands in surrender, and then plucked his shirt off the bed.

Even the “other man” in my doppelgänger’s life was a complete gentleman. How lucky could one girl get?

No. How lucky could I get? I was here now. I was her now.

I slipped back into my dress as I said, “Look. I’m sorry about all this. I shouldn’t have led you on. I’m just… I really am sorry. But I can’t hurt Danny. I love him too much. Don’t tell him about any of this?”

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