I wasn't Stephanie 20 minutes ago... why would I be now?

Somewhere along the way, Kyle became confused.

Before, he had known, clearly known. It was a crisp line, separating Jodie from Sunny. Jodie was the love of his life- Sunny was the impostor, annoying but tolerable, in her body. Jodie was human- Sunny was a soul. It was only Jodie's body, not her mind- the words, the actions, the expressions, they were all Sunny's.

He had known, clearly, and he had tried to make it known to Sunny, too. Even as she clung to him, he leaned away. Even as she slept in the bed next to him, he turned his back to her. He knew she wasn't Jodie- it was time she learned he wasn't looking for a replacement. Especially not from a soul.

But then, suddenly (or maybe not so suddenly at all) the line became fuzzier, less clear. The line between Jodie and Sunny became blurred, but not the blurring he had originally hoped for- Jodie wasn't overtaking Sunny. Sunny was overtaking Jodie, making it so all those times he thought he could see her, in the way Sunny sometimes looked at him, so much like Jodie, or spoke to him, all those times he wondered if maybe he had just been seeing things. If maybe there had been nothing there at all. Kyle fights hard to keep the line in sight, to keep Sunny from taking over completely- Jodie is his love, and he's not going down without a sight.

And then, all at once (or maybe in many different pieces) the line disappears completely. There is no longer Jodie and Sunny, no longer Sunny in Jodie's body. There is only Sunny, only Sunny in her voice and her face and body. Only Sunny, so that Kyle wonders if Jodie was ever even there.

Only Sunny, and maybe he's okay with that.

Lots of confusion going on in the caves, isn't there? Ah well.