Seeing Black by Sidney Halston

Author:Sidney Halston
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: scifi, suspense, paranormal, sex, twins, psychic, alpha, new adult

Chapter 8

It is true that liberty is precious; so precious that it must be carefully rationed.

-Vladimir Lenin

Next morning, a week, or a month later . . .

Jillian opened her eyes and stretched her arms up to the ceiling. She woke up refreshed. Well rested. Ready to start the day. She sat up and took in her surroundings. Huh? She was slightly disoriented. Yesterday, she and Rocco had a lovely dinner. They’d gotten to know each other, and she had been about to leave, but . . .?

But what happened? Something was off. She stood from the bed and walked towards the bedroom door. She glanced at herself in the mirror by the bedroom door. “What the hell?” she whispered as she tugged on the white linen pajama pants and matching top. There were matching slippers in her size by the door. “I look like a reject from a Ralph Lauren catalog,” she whispered.” It was a big change from the camisole and panties she normally wore. Her red hair hung loose and very long. I need a haircut. Her eyes were brilliant. She felt rested. Now, if she could just remember something about it.

She opened the door and went downstairs, making her way towards the kitchen. What was odd was that she walked as if she knew where everything was, as if this were not the first time she’d woken up in this house or walked to the kitchen. It was a strange kind of déjà vu.

“Hi, darling. Pancakes?” an elderly woman asked, while flipping pancakes.

“Er, yeah. Sure,” Jill replied, baffled. “Do I . . .? Do I know you?”

“We play this game every morning, my lovely. Go sit. I’m making you your favorite.”

Panic was about to set in, but instead, she was oddly calm. “I can’t seem to remember your name.” Jill held her fingers to her temples, trying to relieve the dull the ache in her head.

“Remy, darling, Remy,” the woman said with a chuckle. Remy placed a stack of the most delicious-smelling pancakes in front of her with a piping mug of coffee.

“Oh, yes, Remy. Of course,” she wanted to sound sure, but it came out uncertain. Admittedly, the name did sound familiar. It came out of her mouth in a familiar way, and the friendly smile didn’t seem foreign. Jill ate in silence.

“We have lots to do this morning, my dear. Are you ready?” A familiar voice spoke came from behind her. She turned her head to see Rocco walk into the kitchen. He placed his hands on her shoulders and kissed the top of Jillian’s head. The slight panic that lingered somewhere within her vanished.

“Yep. Just finishing up.” She took a last mouthful of pancakes. “God, Remy, these are divine,” Jill mumbled, her mouth full.

“Oh, darling, you always say that,” Remy squeezed Jill’s hand affectionately as she removed the empty plate.

Rocco had poured himself a glass of juice and was waiting by the kitchen door for Jill. “Ready?” he asked with a smile.

“Yep.”

Jill followed Rocco

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