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I'll be back as soon as I can.  I love you, sweetheart.  Please wake up soon.  Please, love.”
     
     
      When there is only silence, I feel myself falling again.  I can't stand this feeling.  I think I'm awake, but I'm totally asleep too.  This is such a strange, like, suspended feeling.  My body doesn't really feel anything at all, and my head kind of hears these people, but I don't know what I'm listening to.  I can't actually understand them at all.
  I feel like I'm watching a movie with the sound down low, but with my eyes wide open.  When these people talk I hear bits of what they're saying, but I can't make out the whole conversation so I can't understand them. 
  Maybe if I could see them, I would know what they're saying.  Maybe if I could see their faces, I would know who they are and what they want from me.  Maybe... But I just don't know how to wake up.
     
     
     
     
     
     
                                     CHAPTER 5
     
     
                 
      “Hi Marcus.  Have you been here long?”  
      Marcus!  Marcus is here?
  “Hey, Kayla.  No, I've only been here a few minutes.  Mack just left to give me a little privacy with her.  How was your flight?”
  “Good.  My flight was good, Marcus.”
  “That's good.”
  This is kind of weird.  Marcus sounds the same but different.  I wish I could ask him what the hell is going on.  Where are my parents?  I don't think I've heard my mother at all.

  “Kayla, please don't look at me like that.  I know you hate me.  I know everyone hates me.  I know Mack hates me, and the other Kayla hates me.  And I know HE hates me.  I know it, but I can't change that.  I WON'T change that.” 
      Marcus?  Why would anyone hate Marcus?  He's Marcus.
  “I actually don't hate you, Marcus.  I just hate what you've done, though sadly, I can almost understand it.  I know you love Suzanne, but what you’re doing is wrong.  You're lying to everyone Marcus, and you're lying to yourself the most.” 
      Holy shit!  What's he done?
  “It's NOT a lie, Kayla.  Suzanne loves me, she told me.  I know she loves me.  She told me she loves me, and I know she does.”
  “Marcus, Suzanne DOES love you, but not like that.  Not anymore.”
  “Yes, she does.  You don't know Suzanne...”
  “Actually, I-”
  “NO YOU DON'T!  I know Suzanne, and I know what she wants and needs.  You have only known her a couple months, but I've known her forever.  And she's my wife!”
      “I've known Suzanne at her worst, which translates into years, Marcus.” 
     
      Who the hell are you?  Why are you talking to my husband like that?  I wish I could yell at this woman because she doesn't know me, but Marcus does!  He's right.  He knows me more than anyone does.
  “Kayla, I have known and loved Suzanne for 2 lifetimes.  I know when she's messed up, and I know when she's happy.  Suzanne has been the only person I've ever truly known and loved my whole life, and I know she would want this.  I know she would want me to do this.  She told me once.”
  “Marcus, you're wrong.  Please... please just listen to me for a minute.”
  “I can't.”
  “Marcus, I'm begging you to just hear me out.”
  “It's all the same, Kayla.  Every one of you say the same things over and over again.  It never changes, but I want it to change.  I know what she wants; she told me a long time ago what she wanted.  I know Suzanne.  And I know what I have to do.”  
      Wow!  I think Marcus is crying.
  “Please, Marcus.  Please, listen to me.”  
      Holy SHIT!  I think this woman is crying too.  What the hell is going on?  Why does everyone cry all the time?
  “Talk Kayla.  Go ahead.  Get it off your chest.”
  “Marcus, please don't kill Suzanne.”   WHAT?!
  “Wow.  That was a low blow, Kayla.  Even for you.”
  “It's not a low blow. That's what you're