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- It's so strange! This is some kind of... weird...
Chase muttered, looking at his reflection in the mirror, dressed in jeans that clearly didn't fit him and yellow bra, holding big plaid cheap shirt in hands. Long dark hair and large brown eyes seemed completely foreign to him and alien
"So that's how a woman feels? All this weight on the chest is really... weird!"
He thought, putting the shirt on his shoulders. A girl in the mirror repeated all the movements of Chase in perfect synchrony. This frightened him and seemed very creepy. However, it was normal now, because it was really his reflection that he was now looking at in the mirror, and not some unknown girl...
He looked at mirror agoin and try to smile. The girl smiled too. Chase just made it seem like he was controlling the girl, rather than being her, and it amused him. Continuing to look with a smile, he took his shirt with both hands and opened it with a quick gesture.
- Hello, my name is Lalit. Are you like my tits? - Chase said, chuckling at his stupid joke and then chuckling. His voice sounded unfamiliar and girly which made him chuckle even louder. - Oh come on, I sounded like a little girl! It's so ridiculous. Thank God that all this will soon be over
Door suddenly opened and an unfamiliar man appeared in the room.
- Hello Lalit! I see you are dressed. Oh... What are you doing? Why are you wearing my clothes?! - The man, apparently Lalit's husband, said with displeasure.
"Well, well... Apparently he doesn't understand that I'm Chase and thought that I am Lalit. Why they don't explain this to him! I'll try to explain..."
- Sir, I am Chase Dallek, not Lalit. - Chase said calmly - This is just an temporary procedure. Soon we will change back...
- What?! Lalit! I know very well that you are just thinking that you are a rich guy from America. - Lalit's husband answered displeased and crossed his hands, staring at Chase. - I have talked to the government about this and I know everything
- Then you should know that... - Chase continued to try to explain himself, but his words were interrupted
- And don’t say anything! I won't let you ruin your life because of this. I know everything about your exchange of birth! I always guessed that something was wrong with you. Now I understand why you, I mean Lalit, are such a terrible wife. I decided to do some tests, and you know what I found? That Lalit's soul does not correspond to Lalit's DNA. Thanks now you finally returned to your real form. As a good husband, I won't allow you to ruin your life again. We'll live together, we'll have sex, and everything will be fine! You understand me, right?
"Wow... He doesn’t let me explain... And apparently, all this happened because of him! This idiot did the test on his wife, and found out this bullshit about swapped at birth which is clearly wrong and stupid. And he now believes this nonsense! I'm sure that Lalit just used this situation to take a breake with him!"
- Okay... Sir. But what am I supposed to call you? I mean, I am a bit lost right now...
- I'm Roshan. Now, put off my clothes and wear a sari. It is already late and it's time to make lunch! I am hungry and our house is still messy from this procedure of yours!
- Lunch? Saari? Wait, you can't be serious, I am not going to...
- Enough Lalit! Stop it. Maybe you would prefer to live on the street?!
Chase fell silent, thinking about his options
"Damn... This is not going the way I thought. I am sure that my dad would send a lawyer here soon to help me return to my original body and get me out of here. But on ID I am now Lalit... This means I can't even get out of here without visa. Shit!"
Chase thought to himself, staring at Roshan leaving the room and slammed the door behind him