Difference

Just before her lips met his, Ron pushed her back.

“Stop it, David,” He said, “I know you’re in Tanya’s body. I know that because of what they did to you that you’re starting to think like her and even act like her, but you’re not her. You’re my old pal and NOT my girlfriend.”

She began to tear up, “Why not? If I look like her, act like her, and think like her...am I not Tanya? I only have very fleeting memories of being David. In a few more days, I won’t even have those. There will be no difference between what I am now and what Tanya was.”

“I’ll know the difference,” Ron sighed, “Even if you can’t feel it, I can.”