Elizabeth stripped, looking at herself in the mirror.
She ran her hand over her body. Soon she noticed quite a few birthmarks on her body.Three on her breast, small, circular dots.Two dots similar to the ones found on her breast by her hips and a heart shape one on her but.All cafe au lait spots.
* I also had these birthmarks* She thought to herself.
She remembered her past life.
She was a mother of twin girls and one boy, married to love of her life Camilla Dawsing and died her youngest, her son David was only 1 years old.Though she wished she could've held on long enough to hear him say his first words.
* Does he even remember my face or know who I am? Is he going to miss me when he's older? What about Zevia and Alex? I wouldn't be there to watch them grow up into adults or help them through their first periods. I wouldn't be there to listen to who they are interested in and what they want to be when they grow up. I wouldn't even know their personality. I wouldn't have met them as a person.*
All these were thoughts that raced through her mind as the cancer spread with every passing minute.She did make videos for important things they might achieve when the were older. But it didn't feel like enough for them or for her.
She missed her wife, her kids, her old life. Everytime she looked in a mirror she was reminded that this was not her body, not her life.
When Elizabeth was finally finished with her bath, she walked out of the bathroom and her eyes fell upon Artemis. She thought to herself-
* She really does look just like her.*
