Irresistible Love

For a moment I felt as if the ground under me has cracked open and it wanted to swallow me up for a mistake I didn't even do. What exactly has life kept for me? I can't even understand what is all this going on with me. My emotions are mixed up and I could feel my head burdening with the thoughts of what is wrong with my life all of a sudden and I had started to question my own identity.

Who exactly am I?

Who exactly is that person who is claiming me as his wife and who exactly is the guy is claiming me as his fiance?

Whom should I trust?

Who is speaking the truth?

I can't even remember my past. My past has become a riddle for me and I found myself believing in the fact that perhaps I had made a mistake trusting the wrong person. But again I cursed myself for even thinking like that. Alex had never caused any harm to me and I believe on him but I felt as if I couldn't even stop myself from thinking about that guy.

What was his name again?

"Wait! What was his name again?" I thought as I paced around my room thinking about his name.

"Sullivan. Sullivan! Right!" I jumped up in my place when I remembered him saying something Sullivan but couldn't quite remember his first name.

"Oh! What is wrong with me? Here I am thinking about him but I don't even know his name. What should I do?" I thought of the moment when he came barging into that ladies washroom and kissed me senseless. My hands automatically touched my lips when I thought about that kiss. I could feel so much of feelings emerging out in that one kiss. The guy was desperate but was ecstatic and that made the kiss wonde-

"What in the world am I thinking?" I slapped my forehead feeling a blush rising up my face.

"Argh!" I fanned my face feeling hot and took the remote of the AC decreasing its temperature, even more, feeling hot.

"What's wrong with me?" I muttered annoyed at the situation. I could feel a headache growing second by second for the amount of thinking I was preferably doing. Sighing, I sat on my bed and noticed the laptop on my bed. Crawling on my bed I fetched the laptop from the other end of the bed and opened it to surf the net when a thought crossed my mind.

"Why not search for him online?"

"I hope he has an online account" I muttered to myself as I looked for him on the social media sites. All I knew about him was his surname and that didn't help me in searching for him because there were thousands of people with the same damn surname 'Sullivan'.

"Was it James Sullivan? No! or maybe Keith Sullivan? Argh!" I was beyond frustration. For an hour I sat there searching for him but found nothing and finally when I was ready to give up another idea crossed my mind.

"Oh right! Juliette! Let me search for Juliette Sullivan," I typed the name directly on google and screamed in frustration when all of a sudden the screen displayed a connection error.

"Why? What's wrong now?" I began hitting the laptop and finally after trying three to five times when it didn't work I left the laptop screen on and walked to my kitchen wanting to make myself a cup of coffee.

Earlier, Alex was quite the whole time when he drove me back home from the mall and ignored my questions when I asked him about the resemblance me and Juliette had. I wanted to know what he thought about the resemblance and was it possible to have the same face even though we were not even related.

The look he gave me made me shut my mouth because he looked kind of angry and I wanted to ask him the reason for that but couldn't because by that time we had already reached my apartment and he left as soon as I got out of the car.

"He is weird sometimes," I scrunched my nose when the coffee powder fell off the glass.

"Oh shoot!"

"This is my life," I sighed and took the duster to clean my kitchen counter.

As I stirred my coffee and walked back to my bedroom to where I had left my laptop open, I looked at my laptop screen to find the wifi connection connected and that brought a smile to my face as I ran over to it keeping the cup on the nightstand to look at the screen. But then the color drained from my face when I saw the screen.

It was me.

guy who claimed himself as

pictures. It was me. Surely, the woman on the screen had the same eyes as me, same height, facial features except for my hair. She had brown while mine was jet black. The woman looked same as me but she looked happy and breathtakingly gorgeous in that pic. I read the headline to read Mr. Zachary Sullivan awarded the best

Udolf Sullivan titled the best Businessman of the

of them together and I clicked every single picture of them together to

Udolf Sullivan the business tycoon married off his sweetheart in a private manner which included his close family members,

around with his wife Mrs. Juiette

Sullivan thanks wife Mrs. Juliette Sullivan

attention. In the picture, the guy whose name was Zachary was standing in a balcony seeming lost in deep thoughts as he seemed to stare particular at nothing and the headline read Mr. Zachary Udolf Sullivan, heartbroken after losing his wife in a car

spoke up

wife died in an

missing or something like that. Didn't he?" I muttered and looked for my phone around and saw it on my nightstand. As I reached for it, my hands accidentally touched the coffee mug and it slipped off the table and the hot coffee fell all over

I hissed feeling the

is everything so difficult for me

burnt area it stung for a moment but then I felt

myself thinking about the guy and

I found myself comparing my looks with the woman named Juliette whose picture I saw on the

come I look so much like her?

strands of my hair

height, body type, and features matches with

as weird it was, there was the proof before me and I found myself questioning more

This is so frustrating.

I was lost thinking about it all over and over again, the doorbell snapped me out of my thinking

"Hello?"

I heard the doorbell once again. Holding the phone

I got near the door. I assumed

person from the camera I replied back to Alex, "Oh it's the maid," I

already noon. Is she showing up now? At this time of the day? What type of servant is she?" I could imagine the scowl

the maid got inside closing the door and walking towards the kitchen room to keep the

see" he

asked and I took a seat on my

attend tomorrow. I'm just thinking of what to wear and about a good speech to deliver," I sighed as I saw the maid cleaning the kitchen counter where I had previously scattered the coffee

at her when she narrowed her gaze at me and carried on

asked and I shook my head no but then remembered

"Oh," he replied.

not doing her work properly? Shall I

have to. Actually," I laughed as I saw her scowling while washing the coffee mug "I'm the one who is causing trouble

made her towards me and stared at my legs that was resting lazily on the coffee table. Raising my eyebrows and giving her an amused look I

any problem?" I asked batting

rolling her eyes turned around and walked

are giving her a hard time," I heard him chuckling on

entertained," he replied