1 - THE BOYFRIEND
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CHAPTER ONE
THE BOYFRIEND
I don’t think I’ll ever get used to it. Being able to see again was already a huge miracle. But waking up in a completely different body? It’s too absurd that I actually still fail to believe it.
Who am I kidding though? It happened. And I’m currently living in that absurd situation.
Weeks have passed and still, every single day I would wake up, I would hope that it was all a very weird dream.
But as soon as I wake up, I also realize immediately that this is my reality now. I’ve always wanted to have my sight back but I think this was the very first time I dreaded waking up to the bright morning light that I’ve gotten used to not seeing for the past seven years of my life. Being able to see only means one thing, and that is the fact that I am still in another person’s body.
I went to the kitchen after taking a morning bath. I was starving due to not being able to eat last night. I’ve exhausted my mind so much that I fell asleep without having my dinner.
The fridge and the cupboards were all fully stocked with food. Ally’s manager made sure to fill it all up so I wouldn’t get hungry. Sigh. I don’t even know if it’s right to call her my manager since I am the one living in Ally’s body now… Gosh, I am not sure of anything at all.
I toasted some bread and took out the strawberry jam from the fridge. As much food as there was in the fridge, the only thing I could really eat was this.
Being blind for seven years, I’ve gotten used to having everything served at my request. Well, it was impossible to learn how to cook after all. So that’s why no matter how trivial cooking eggs or hotdogs may seem to other people, for me it is a very difficult task.
I even catch myself jumping in surprise at the sight of my unfamiliar face in front of the mirror. Yes, I was blind for a long time but I know my face of course. How could I not know my own face after gaining the ability to see again?
But I must say Ally and I have quite the resemblance. That’s based on the images I saw of myself from the internet. That was the first thing I did when I got the chance to use the internet after all.
Waking up into a different body made me think that maybe the original owner, Ally, somehow ended up taking over my body. I mean, if I was in hers then where else would her soul go?
But I was immediately disappointed when the first thing that popped in the results under my name was the news of my death.
If my body was already dead but I am here in Ally’s body, where is Ally now? Does that mean she’s dead?
I felt myself shiver at the thought. Thinking about her being dead while my soul is completely alive in her body made me feel bad. What kind of trick is heaven or hell or whatever incarnate of fudgery is this?
And of all the bodies I could transmigrate into, why does it have to be Alida Simone Gotiangco’s? Why does it have to be in the country’s top actress’ body? It’s hard enough to pretend to be someone else in an ordinary body, why did I have to be in her body? I would be under the watchful eyes of many people. If I make one mistake or if people see me acting differently, people might suspect!
But then again, who in their right mind would think that her soul was swapped out and the Ally now is actually a different person?
I bet they’d rather believe it’s possible to act differently because of amnesia than think transmigration was possible.
My phone, a new one since Ally’s was already broken, pinged and I saw a message arrive.
From: Basty
Good morning! I’m off to work now. Don’t forget to take your breakfast.
I decided to ignore the message and continued eating. But I couldn’t do it in the end. I always feel terrible whenever I try to evade or ignore him.
I don’t really mean to hurt his feelings by doing that but I am just uncomfortable with the attention. That was also one of the reasons why it’s so difficult acting out as Ally. Her boyfriend is too devoted to her. It’s tough for me to try and get along with him.
It’s not that I dislike him or I hate men. It’s just that I’m really not used to having men in my life… I mean, once in my life I did have a man in my life but that’s history now… And I’ve long forgotten what it’s like to be around a guy.
I’m just thankful that Basty isn’t very aggressive. He only tries to kiss my forehead and my hand. I don’t know what I would do if he ever tries to kiss me for real.
To: Basty
Good morning. I’m eating now. Good luck with work.
I sent the reply without much thought. Like I said, I don’t know what it’s like to have a man anymore and so I don’t really know how to respond to messages like that.
Basty’s reply came fast as if he was waiting for me to respond.
From: Basty
Thank you. Btw, can I drop by later tonight? I hope we can have dinner together.
I heaved a sigh. Like I said, I’ve been trying to avoid him. That also means I’ve turned down so many invitations of dinner out or even a simple visit from him. I remember him saying then, back at the hospital, that he would stay with me and help me retrieve my memories. I always feel terrible remembering it. He was trying so hard not knowing I wasn’t the girl he loves anymore…
And I am hurting by pushing him away like that.
But what could I possibly do? I couldn’t really lead him on. It’s not like I am still the Ally he knows.
To: Basty
Sorry. Maybe next time.
I immediately lost appetite after eating the one piece of bread that I was eating. Hurting people doesn’t feel good.
From: Basty
Okay.
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