Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

After a moment of contemplation, she gently cupped Holden’s face in her hands and uttered solemnly, “No, you’re not Holden. You’re my Theodore.”

Holden, caught in this web of confusion, couldn’t help but let out a resigned sigh. He found himself in a tight spot, compelled to play along. He conceded, “Alright, alright, I’m Theodore.”

At this juncture, Ariana scrutinized him once more and reached out to caress his face, her eyes misty from alcohol but still shining.

Perplexed, she probed, “If you’re Holden, where’s your mask?”

“What?” Holden was completely at sea, not comprehending the enigmatic reference to a mask.

Ariana embraced him, drawing nearer. Her alcohol-blurred eyes had a watery luminescence to them, rendering her strangely captivating. She tugged at Holden’s visage, her curiosity unwavering. She asked, “Where’s your mask? Where have you hidden it?”

Confronted with her persistent curiosity, Holden sighed and grabbed a random piece of paper, poking eyeholes and playfully donning it. He quipped, “Here, my mask.”

she pouted and muttered something

the paper mask

turned her head away, grumbling loudly, “You’re Holden. I won’t play

of disquiet gnawing at him. He nervously asked,

wolf in sheep’s clothing!” Ariana

certainly not Holden.” He made a quick decision and added,

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gaze that could

had a vague inkling that Ariana could have uncovered something significant; otherwise, she wouldn’t have abruptly cut ties

into the matter but decided to begin

more information, Ariana remained evasive. Eventually, she simply ignored him and found a comfortable haven