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.”

to his surprise, she pouted and muttered something while shooting him an accusatory

quite catch her words, so he removed the paper mask and regarded her patiently, gently inquiring, “Pardon? What did

and turned her head away, grumbling loudly, “You’re

taken aback, a sense of disquiet gnawing at him. He nervously asked, his lips tightly pursed,

in sheep’s clothing!” Ariana asserted with unwavering

He made a quick decision and added, “I’m just your

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though Ariana continued to ignore him, Holden gently tugged at her sleeve and pressed

fix him with a gaze that

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

to delve deeper into the matter but decided to begin

manner, evading a straightforward response. Despite Holden’s several attempts to extract more information, Ariana remained