This choice: Mark waking up as a trophy wife half her husband's age • Go Back...Chapter #5Mark waking up as a trophy wife half her husban... by: CassieG   "Good morning Mrs. Hawkins," a gentle woman's voice said, pulling Mark out of turbulent dreams of doctors, operating rooms and the omnipresent smell of antiseptic.
"Mrs. Hawkins is my..." Mark began, only to cut off at the youthful feminine voice that came out of his mouth as he spoke. Blinking several times he tried to shake himself awake but his eyelids felt so heavy and part of him desperately wanted to sink back into the blankets.
"Shhh," the owner of the voice said, walking into view. The voice belonged to a woman in her late twenties or early thirties, smartly dressed in a crisp white skirt suit with rich chocolate brown hair pulled into a tight professional bun. "Relax, let me get you some fruit juice. I'm sorry that I can't get you a mimosa, but the doctors say that until the last of your medication wears off you're not allowed any alcohol,"
"A mimosa?" Mark managed after sipping on the cool fruit juice that the woman offered. Glancing around the room he took in the sights of what looked like a cross between a luxury resort hotel room and a hospital recovery room. The bed was soft and comfortable but there was an IV stand next to it along with an ECG and several wires running under the plush blankets that covered Mark's body. "Where," he started, pausing only slightly at the sound of his new voice. "Where am I? Did they really make me a..."
"A woman, yes," the woman said. "And this is your recovery room. My name is Angela, by the way, I'm your PA."
"PA?" Mark asked, still confused.
"Your personal assistant. I'm sorry, I know it's a lot to take in," Angela continued."Don't worry about a thing. I've got your recovery schedule right here," she said, pulling out a small iPad. "Along with instructions from your doctors and the rest of the files to get you settled in to your new life. Today is just about you getting woken up and moving around a little on your own. Tomorrow we can start to get you ready to go home, but you're scheduled at least two weeks here before they're going to release you to your family. I know that's a long time to be away from your husband, but it should be over in no time."
"My.. husband? You mean... my mother," Mark managed, trying to remember everything they had said before the drugs had take effect. "They said they were going to turn me into my mother's trophy wife..."
"Well," Angela said, looking a bit flustered for the first time since she'd begun to speak. "We're, um, we're not supposed to talk about who you were before. Right now, you're Mrs. Sierra Hawkins, wife of Robert Hawkins, and that's what matters. Here, why don't I help you out of bed. We've got a nice, full length mirror over here, and I'm sure a look at the new you will help you settle in."
"Okay," Mark said softly, unsure that he was ready to face the sight of what they had done to him. Already, his body felt strange and foreign under the sheets. All of this was... more than he thought he could take.
"Now, how about you close your eyes. I'll help you up and over to the mirror, then you can get a good look at yourself," Angela said. Slowly, she helped Mark out of bed, walking him carefully across the cool floor until he stood in front of the full length mirror. "Now, keep your eyes closed," she said, adjusting Mark's hair into a rough semblance of presentable. "Okay," she said at last satisfied, "Open your eyes."
Slowly, Mark blinked his eyes open only to gasp at his new reflection:
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