Chapter 75. Uncanny

The door was not opened for me automatically, as if it didn’t entirely trust me and ran me a few series of tests.

It took me so long to reach it as I felt like I was entrapped in a maze.

There was a shining light and I followed it, but it seemed to be a trap as there were insects who fell into it.

I kept on going, almost wanting to give up midway, but then it suddenly stopped in a room where I was staring at myself in the mirror.

It was staring back at me. Brown hair, hazel eyes, petite body structure, except it felt melancholic. She was wearing a dress, something vintage, and her hair was styled up. She looked beautiful. And staring at her eyes was enchanting.

“Honey, I'm home.” Someone said behind, a male voice.

And my mirror reflection looked behind her, her mouth beaming at the sight of a man.

The man looks familiar and looking closely, I knew I had seen him somewhere.

“Oh Ceylan, any gifts?” My reflection asked and the man leaned