I find the story absolutely captivating and very intriguingly written. It´s lure reminded me of the works by Kafka and Stephen King.
Here are some little excerpts:
(. . . )
Out on street, though, Alex started to fret. Already he was missing her. He hated not having Sara in his sights. He felt at a loss and incomplete.
Although he had left only five minutes ago he felt a sickening nostalgia for the airless atmosphere of their bedroom.
I really must concentrate he thought. You can’t live on love alone; you have to earn your crust, contribute to society so they’ll leave in you relative peace; be a worker bee, a drone.
(. . .)
His thoughts quickly returned to Sara; these days they never strayed far for long. A vague premonition (aren’t they always vague, but no less disturbing for that?) that her illness was far more serious than either of them suspected haunted his mind. It wasn’t just a cold or flu or some other common or garden ailment. It was something else, some other illness.
(. . .)
Soon he wouldn’t be able to tell where he began and Sara ended.
It´s been exactly the last line that inspired me 😉
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