Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

With a hint of a smile in his voice, he enlightened her.

“You haven’t told me your son’s name yet.”

Ariana hit her palm on her forehead in a resounding slap. How in the world had she not given him his name? “Sorry, it completely slipped my mind. His name’s Max,” she quickly told Holden.

“Got it, Max, it is. I’ll make sure to keep that in my memory,”

Holden quipped with a light chuckle.

“Send me your number. I’ll give him a ring tomorrow.”

“Thank you so much.” A sigh of relief escaped Ariana’s lips. She could finally release the tension that had been furrowing her brow.

A moment of acknowledgment passed between them before the line went off.

Lowering her phone, Ariana found herself entranced, caught between the eerie resemblance of that voice to Theodore’s and the warmth of Holden’s tenor. The haunting similarity left her in a daze. It wasn’t until after she had dispatched her contact details to him that her tumultuous thoughts started to dissipate.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

edge of the couch, Ariana couldn’t help but unlock her phone again, her compulsion driving her to pore over the man’s sparse social media presence time and time

life shrouded in ambiguity. She exhaled disappointedly, her hand falling limp in her lap, her thoughts drifting to the brief encounter with the Theodore doppelganger from earlier

of defeat washed over her, a feeling that had hollowed out her very core. Was she so desperate and delusional that she now saw his apparitions

the plush cushions of the couch, Ariana took a slow, deep breath in an attempt to calm her tumultuous mind. She scrolled

she reprimanded herself. What had she expected to unearth about Theodore from this enigmatic

phone and shuffled off to bed, the images of those vacant social media pages trailing

and seemed more like a shadow of his typically effervescent,

certain Daddy will be calling very soon, my

silently musing,

word, he returned to listlessly turning the pages

sigh carried a weight of guilt as she gazed at her

constantly drawn back to her silent phone. She had been anxiously anticipating the stranger’s

unfamiliar number flashed across her screen. Her heart leaped as she swiped to answer,

her surprise, it was Sonia’s exuberant voice that

well, you sound

special someone’s call,

her friend’s voice, Ariana couldn’t help but

using an