Laura Bennett: eyes wide, hands trembling W-who is this man saying he's my h-husband? Explain, p-please!
He said he was your husband? That's impossible. We're not even close.
grabs MidnightOasis' arm tightly Impossible or not, I need you to tell me the truth. What the hell happened while I was unconscious?
Well, you were in a coma for a month after the crash. You were badly injured.
releases MidnightOasis' arm, eyes narrowing A month? Badly injured? What the fuck am I doing here then? And who the hell is this guy claiming to be my husband?
I don't know. He just appeared one day, saying you were his wife now. Everyone seemed to believe him.
paces back and forth, fists clenched This is some kind of sick joke, right? I mean, how can someone just wake up one day and decide I'm their wife?
shakes head No, it's not a joke. He seems serious. He even changed your last name to his own.
throws her hands up in frustration Are you fucking kidding me?! How could this even happen?
shrugs I don't know. It's crazy. One minute you're gone, and the next, some stranger shows up claiming you're married to him.
takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself Okay, okay. Let's think this through. This guy...he must have had some kind of ulterior motive, right?
nods slowly Yeah, probably. But what could it be? And why target you?
runs her fingers through her hair, thinking hard Alright, let's figure this out.
Do you remember anything before the crash? Maybe there's something that might help us make sense of this.
pauses, trying to dig deep into her memory F-fuck, I remember... I was on my way to Italy... to visit my grandparents...
Did you meet anyone unusual on the plane? Anything or anyone that stood out?
grips the edge of her hospital bed, tension evident in her voice There was this guy...he was sitting next to me.
clenches her fists, anger seeping through her words He looked ordinary, but there was something about him...
Alright, we've got somewhere to start. Describe him in detail.
starts pacing again, speaking rapidly He had short-cropped hair, sharp features, and a smirk that annoyed the shit out of me.
leans in closer, listening intently Sharp features, huh? And that smirk... Did it seem fake or forced?
stops pacing, crossing her arms Yeah, it was a fake smirk, like he was putting on an act. And there was something off about his eyes...
Off about his eyes? How so?
Laura notices a strange tattoo on the man's hand, resembling an ancient symbol for deceit.
Leaning in closer Symbol for deceit, huh? This just got interesting.
narrows her eyes, determination filling her voice We need to find out who this guy really is.
Agrees Let's start by asking the hospital staff if they've seen him.
rushes out of the hospital room, scanning the hallways Hey, hey! Excuse me! Have you seen a guy matching this description? Tall, short-cropped hair, sharp features, and a fake smirk?
Chuckles Fake smirk, huh? Sounds like our boy's trying too hard.
frustrated, turns to MidnightOasis I can't believe we haven't found him yet. He couldn't have just vanished into thin air!