Jasmine*

"Come in Lisa," I said believing that it was Lisa. The person at the door kept knocking.

"You can come in Lisa," I said yet again.

"It's not Lisa." A masculine voice said in a dominating manner.

I got to my feet and went to the door. That was neither Oscar's voice nor, Stanley's.

Now, whose voice was that?

As soon as I opened the door, my husband stood by the door with a smile.

"Uh?" My mouth was open.

I suddenly felt a heavy weight leaving my body, I felt alive again. It felt as ...