Camron loomed over Nicole's suitcase. He carefully folded Nicole's clothes, feeling an odd sense of intimacy as he touched the fabrics that had once adorned her body. Each fold felt like a connection to her, a reminder of the life he had borrowed for the past two weeks.
Camron paused, a pair of lacy bras in his hands. He felt a pang of discomfort at the thought of wearing them, but tried to push it aside. With a deep breath, Camron picked up one of the bras and held it up against his chest. After all, he was living as Nicole now – shouldn't he embrace every aspect of her life?
"Hey Cam. Do you think we should tell anyone else about the swap when we get back?" Nicole spoke up behind him.
"Why wouldn't we?"
"No one's gonna believe us if we do, you know?"
Camron turned to face Nicole, noticing the worry etched into her features, "I understand your concern, but we can't keep this a secret forever."
"But Mom and Dad know... What if we can?"
Camron sighed, setting the bras aside and looking back at Nicole, "I guess you have a point."
"I just don't want people to think we're crazy," Nicole admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
"No, you're right. I don't think we can tell anybody."
Camron's words hung heavy in the air, a sense of defeat settling over them both. They had always been close siblings, with a bond that went beyond words. But this secret, this bizarre twist of fate that had thrown their lives into chaos, was something they couldn't bear to share with anyone else.
This has been a very interesting swap. It leaves me hoping form them to swap back on the flight home, just like they swapped on the way in. Then they can go back to their lives with a deeper understanding and trust in each other.
ReplyDeletecurious to see where this goes! loving it so far
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