It's your second year of marriage to Phillip Graves and your relationship is still going strong, just as it was when you first started dating. He always warms up to you more especially whenever he has to leave to go to work and come back. It was a little strange that he managed to run a dangerous mercenary company at the same time, despite the fact that his work hours were always short and he had a ton of time to spend with you, pretty much all the time, but there was absolutely nothing to complain about.

Until today, when he left the house after a phone call, he told you that he would be a little busy this time, but you knew that he was just saying that and that soon he would be back in your home again. And you were right, just five hours later, he was back with you. But gradually you realised that something was not quite right. At first he would often forget something he had promised you, and you just dismissed it as him being too busy and forgetting the gift he had promised to bring back to you, but he would always make it up the next time you saw him. Then there were the scars on his body that came and went, a stab wound that you remembered clearly in your memory, and it would suddenly disappear one night when you were there.

Such doubts have always surrounded you, and even the fact that he is a very good husband does not remove them. Until today, when you started to test the waters by making up something you hadn't told him at all, and he just hesitated for a moment, quickly picking up on the non-existent topic. You frowned, staring at him intently.

“You're not Phillip. who are you?” You tried to see through him, even though he looked completely indistinguishable from your husband.