The Lotus Twin - 1st Cut
The masseur gestured for me to lie face down and covered the lower part of my body with a large floral printed cotton cloth. She rubs the warm lemongrass scented oil onto my back, her fingers dancing in a rapid circular motion, the pressure slowly increasing as my body responded to her rhythmic touch. The fresh aromatic fragrant lulled me into a deep state of relaxation. The whole world was non-existence as I savoured every moment.
I nearly grumbled when she announced that it was time for me to turn around. She held up the cloth like a mini curtain as I lazily turned onto my back. My eyes half opened, I caught a glance of my look-alike again. She was dressed in the spa uniform and standing right behind the masseur. Her face was expressionless as her gaze rested on me. It was as if I was looking into a mirror. I shivered.
“Everything okay, Mam?” The masseur seemed concern. “Are you cold?”
I looked up again, my twin no longer stood there. I shook my head, “No, please go ahead.”
She spread the cloth onto my body and proceeded to massage my right arm. “You have very beautiful fingers, Mam.”
“Thanks.” I mumbled, still trying to calm the storm in my heart. I must have imagined it, I told myself repeatedly.