1 SECOND CHANCE . WHAT ?!

" If you get the chance to return , what would you like to change ?"

I slowly opened my eyes and what welcomed me first was a beautiful painting ,that pictured the sky with two men on different sides who tried to reach each other through outstretched hands. Some other details became blurred by my retarded tiredness, so I couldn't make out more of them regrettably. My consciousness just came back bit by bit, however at that moment as I got up steady to watch the sun outside the big and broad window next to my bed, the only thought that came through my head was :

"Why do I have to see the sun already ? I want to sleep. I couldn't sleep for longer than 3 hours ."

Feeling frustrated to be deprived of my precious beauty sleep, I inwardly cursed at the sun and the family who probably opened the curtains in my bedroom .

Without hesitation I lay back to my previous position on the soft bed, hid myself under the blanket, closed my eyes again and soon turn away from the light. When I slightly bent my body , I felt sudden pain in my back. I reflexively sat up at once, but this only worsened the aching .

"Ah … this hurts.", I hissed quietly blaming myself for my stupidity, while bending down to massage the painful area ," What did I do to cause such pain ?". I looked around the room and contemplated ,'Where is the mirror ?'.

With my half-closed eyes I tried hard to observe my environment, every helpful thing which I could somehow make out from the edges of furnitures, until I finally found a big and long mirror standing right next to the window .

'Why didn't I notice it before ,that it was there ?' , I frustratedly thought seeing the mirror located very near the bed.

I went up on slow pace, fearing for a second wave of pain. As soon as I arrived the place, my eyes widen and I stood motionless there .

' Forget the pain. Who is this person ? This isn't my reflection. …..She seemed to be in her mid' twenties." ,I spoke to myself in a daze .

Nut brown hair swaying down to her waist ,her face being small while refined with soft features and sharp emerald green eyes which looked like reflection of an endless forest twinkled in bright sunlight. These beautiful jewels gave a lively, but also strong expression, that was my thought . Her figure was a bit taller than an average woman and thin, but small curves were still visible. In addition she had bright and flawless skin, which many women would desire for .

" Whoah… This lady could be a model .", I uttered, when I admired the beauty wearing sleepwear in the mirror. Then as if I got hit on the head, just then did I notice the abnormality here and reacted, " Wait a moment !".

All of a sudden an uneasy feeling came over me and I became a bit dizzy.

' Surely just my sleepiness…', thinking that way, I started to strongly rub my eyes to get rid of my last bit of fatigue till my drowsiness finally subsided.

" Somehow… I know her from somewhere …", I murmured .

Over time I finally could see the slight difference around me and took in my surrounding for a second time.

The room painted in white and sky royal blue colours was overly big for just one person to sleep here. I turned my head to the left seeing an enamours wardrobe with golden decoration and carvings covered its doors. Next to this were dark brown book shelves, which when you looked at it more precisely, the content seemed extremely antique and worthy. I slowly moved my head like an owl from there to my right side and what came into my vision were a large entrance, later on a white dressing table located against the right wall ,beside this a writing desk combined with a chair, then the big mirror and finally this big 'damn' window. The carpet under my feet was red and had many drawings on it. The bed ,left to me, completed only the 'artwork'.

Last but not least, as soon as I looked up to the ceiling, I unconsciously let out my amazement ,

" Unbelievable ! ".

The painting covered the whole ceiling . Many details and complicated structures from before now became more recognisable. Just from one glance you could see the hard work of his artist . In this case, it was the ‚Creation of Adam' from Michelangelo Buonarroti .

The 'CREATION OF ADAM' was before me…..Holy crap ?!

That was totally not my room …..and also not my body. I immediately wanted to scream, but suddenly I felt a very strong headache similar to a lightning striking me. Several different pictures passed before my eyes as if it was a fast film. Once it was over, my vision slowly darkened. I tried to hold on my fading consciousness, while my body lightly swung back snd forth. In the end I stumbled upon my own feet and fell forward.

Unexpectedly , I didn't feel the hard ground , instead strong arms embraced me .

When I opened my eyes , I looked up dazedly and saw a sternly and cold face in front of me.

Strong features ,a long nose ,thin rosy lips , sharp blue eyes and black hair .

My eyes slowly wandered down from his neck along his right broad shoulder to the hard chest where my head rested until I finally reached the right arm which encircled my stomach. Tan skin sticked out from his sleeve of his white shirt. All in all his body looked probably well trained like an Adonis.

'Whoah… Never in my life would I thought I could encounter such a good-looking man !', was my thought , as I admired his handsomeness .

But strangely, when looking up at him more precisely you could see his squinted eyes ,knitted eyebrows and the obvious frown on his forehead .The overall face practically told me: ' You're so disgusting. Don't come near me .' Open dissatisfaction, coldness and even resentment directed towards me .

'Hey, sure. I'm thankful that you caught me, but you don't have to look at me as if you want to puke. Then I prefer you to let me fall .' ,while I contemplated about these thoughts, the man called out to me frustratedly :

"Can you get up now ? How long do you want me to wait ? Don't waste my time !"

So I got up as fast as I could, ignoring my previous pain. The man also rose and soon handed me some papers which were crumpled up a bit because of him holding me before. At first I didn't understand what these were for, so I looked up at him questionably. It seemed that he noticed my confusion and explained further ,

„ These are divorce papers . I can't take it anymore. Your behaviour here is unacceptable. I only hear complaints about you everywhere I go. Do you have some dignity at all? Now you have to carry out the consequences for your actions ."

Silence prevailed in the room.

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Soon I answered , "Sure" .

" I knew, you wouldn't want ….Heh ? What did you just say ?", he questioned me and watched my very expression at the moment. As I couldn't take his uncomfortable gaze anymore, I repeated with more emphasise on each important words ,

" I said that I. Am. Okay. With. The. Divorce., so where should I sign it ?".

The shocked man stood still for a moment and faced me with a frown for a while, but soon immediately regained his composure. I sat on my desk and prepared myself with a pen in my right hand. He hesitantly lay the papers in front of me. After I read the content , I satisfiable nodded and finalise it with the name of my family.

" Do my family know about this ?", I asked while still going through the content again.

He answered to this ," Yeah , I informed them beforehand. You can visit them tomorrow ."

Suspiciously observing his expression, I questioned ," Oh, you want me to leave you already ? Also it seems that you already predicted the divorce would be processed anyway. What make you so confident about it?".

I tried to sense any abnormality in his behaviour, any crack on his face or flinch ,but nothing was visible. As I thought, he could hide his true feelings very good. ' As expected of the archduke.', I concluded.

" You don't have to know . Mind your own business !", he retorted coldly.

"Okay ,archduke.", I responded calmly .

After it was finished, he left wordlessly and closed the door .

'Since when was he here anyway ? After I got up , I was sure nobody was around …

OMG, He is like ninja. But since I didn't even notice the difference of my own room .Perhaps he was here all long .....meaning I did really embarrassing stuff in front him just now. AHHHHH… I want to hide in a hole ,if it's really like that. But that is not important now .', as I thought .

" The real question is : Why am I back ? "