As Susie tucked James into bed, she couldn't shake off the feeling of uncertainty that had been building up inside her. She had been playing the role of the nanny for weeks now, and it was taking a toll on her. But she knew she had to keep up the act if she wanted to stay close to her son.

As she closed the door to James's room, she felt a sense of relief wash over her. She had made it through another day without arousing suspicion. But little did she know, her life was about to take a dramatic turn. She walked downstairs, she noticed her phone buzzing on the kitchen counter. She picked it up, and her heart skipped a beat as she saw another message from an unknown number.

"Meet me tonight at the old oak tree in the park at 10 pm. Come alone," the message read.

Susie's mind racing, she tried to process who could have sent the message and what they wanted. Alex. He must have found out. But she was in a different body.She looked around the kitchen, feeling a sense of unease. Was this a prank, or something more sinister?

She thought about ignoring the message, but her curiosity got the better of her. Who could be behind this, and what did they want with her? She couldn't shake off the feeling that this message was connected to her past, to Alex, or maybe even to her current situation as a nanny.

As she pondered what to do, she heard Natasha's voice behind her. "Susie, can you make sure James's lunch is packed for tomorrow?"

Susie quickly hid her phone and turned around, trying to compose herself. "Of course, Natasha. I'll take care of it."

But her mind was still reeling from the mysterious message. She knew she had to be careful and figure out who was behind it. She couldn't let her guard down, not now, not when she was so close to her son.

As the night fell, Susie found herself growing more and more anxious. She knew she had to decide whether to ignore the message or take a chance and meet the mysterious sender.

As she lay in bed, she couldn't shake off the feeling of uncertainty. Who was behind the message, and what did they want with her? She knew she had to be brave and find out.

At 9:45 pm, Susie made up her mind. She would go to the park and see who was behind the message. She knew it was a risk, but she couldn't ignore the feeling that this was connected to her past, to her son, or maybe even to Alex.

She quietly got out of bed and made her way to the park. The old oak tree loomed in front of her as she walked through the darkness. She looked around, but there was no one in sight.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows. Susie's heart racing, she tried to make out who it was. But the figure remained silent, its face hidden in the darkness.

"Who are you?" Susie asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

The figure didn't respond. Instead, it took a step closer to her. Susie's heart racing, she tried to step back, but her feet seemed rooted to the spot. She needed to know it was Alex that was behind this. A flash of light beamed at her face , causing her not to see clearly. And then, everything went black.

I woke up feeling so scared. My brain was foggy, so I couldn't even remember what happened.

I tried to stand up but I couldn't. My arms were tied to something . My legs too. I realize that I will strap to a bed and there was no way that I could escape.

I screamed for help but no one answered. 'who could do this to me?' I thought. Could it be my ex-husband?

No.

He hasn't found out who I really was.

At least, not yet.

I screamed for help but it felt like it was coming back to me like an echo.

There was no way out and I was all on my own.

I was in a sound proof room.

There was a click on the door knob and a figure stepped inside. The figure was breathing heavily all over my face. It's cold wet hands caressed my face like a priceless jewel. Even though the cloak it wore covered it's face, I could still see the sinister smile on its face. A mission accomplished. 

I scoffed.

I immediately assumed that it was Jonathan. I can't believe that he could be so crazy to stoop so low to even try to kidnap me. I should be doing that.

" Let me go Jonathan." I said confidently. But he didn't reply. He just switched on a light bulb. The sudden exposure to light hurt my eyes and I squinted in the light. Still I couldn't see his face. He still wore a mask.

"I know it's you now, let me go." I said.

There was no reply. 

I tried to drag the ropes out of my hand. It didn't work. Jonathan pulled out a top drawer on a small table that I never knew was there. He brought out a long syringe and injected it into a yellowish liquid;

" You know too much." He started fondling with the syringe. Droplets of the liquid splashing everywhere. He let out a star ge laugh and looked deeply into my eyes. Like he was searching for something. I gulped.

" Well I am your wife so, yes."

His eyes went back and forth, each studying my body movements:

" Susie, is that really you in there?"

I froze for a while. Scared to answer. How did he know that I was ME. I glared at him. Anger in my eyes. He let out a scary laugh.

" So it really is you. You are still alive..." He looked at my body.

"....In a way." I struggled to release my hand. I wished to slap him so hard. He caused my death. He killed me. Now he is acting so annoying.

" You ruined everything Jonathan. I will never forgive you for that." I said. He smirked.

" I made you who you are. My father did. I want my money and my son back." I ordered.

" James is my son." He shot back.

" You were never there for him. Even in his birthday...." I said.

"I was busy...." He cut me off. But I didn't let him finish.

"Busy sleeping with other women...." I cried.

"Shut up!" He said. He banged the table hard and the sound echoed around. I shook in fear. His temper is always horrible. He raised my chin high, and looked at me. Tears were forcing their selves down my cheeks.

"You can't do anything to me. You are just a mere lady." 

"Nothing is possible." I said.He let go of my chin. When he looked away, I tried to loosen myself once more. He rubbed his face with his hands, consequenyly looking at the syringe that he kept on the table. He smiled, picked it up and waved it at me like a fairy wand.

" That is if you ever remember." He said. I thought of what he just said until he tried to inject me with the liquid.

" It's better that you remain dead anyway..." His voice e hoed in my head. I tried to scream for help but the more I screamed, the more tired I became. My head suddenly felt heavy. Jonathan had removed his mask. He was smiling at me. I couldn't see him clearly; but his smirk ached my heart. Finally, I fell into a deep sleep. Hoping that I will wake up and realize that all which has happened,was a dream...