Novel & Cerita Any Resemblance To Reality Is Pure Coincidence

' she asked looking at me questionably as seems to judge my maturity level. I don't know how I can explain the thing I saw that day on those snowy mountains. I can't even tell if it was real or just my imagination but that feeling of being stared at was too real to be a child's imagination. So, calling it an alien for now is good enough. I was never good in the area of romance. Every time I look at boys around me instead of love I feel disgust. May be alien is my choice. I grabbed the towel and entered shower having a good relaxing shower finally brought my mind at peace. Its the only place where I can get some 'my time' or so what I thought. Just when I was thinking of peace she called agai

Lena froze. “What?” she whispered. Zayden stepped closer to the screen. But the footage wasn’t real. It showed them. In places they had never been. Walking through crowds. Smiling in interviews. Standing together at events that never happened. Lena’s voice cracked slightly. “That’s not real…” Zayden didn’t answer immediately. Because part of him… recognized it. Not as truth. But as installed possibility. Eliot’s expression sharpened slightly. “They’re not just synchronizing anymore,” he said.

"Suspicious? For a man trying to get awareness for a charity event?" "You don't even know him. Why you out of everyone else? You didn't ask that. Trust me, I've watch too many movies, I've seen too many scenes-" "Yeah but this isn't one of your movies Adam, this is reality where coincidence happen and there doesn't have to be a big mystery behind it." "If you say so," Adam mumbled and they continued on their journey. ~~~

Mrs Judy suggested "It's seems so, that's the only logical explanation after all" Mira said "But it's a good kind of coincidence, there might be something between two of you guys in future, most coincidental meetings like this leads to something in future, that's what I've noticed through the years I've lived, no coincidence happens for no reason" Mrs Judy said "That's kind of impossible, he's too beautiful for me" Mira said "That's a negative idea and feeling you're passing to yourself Mira" Mrs Judy corrected her

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION NAMES, CHARACTERS, BUSINESS, PLACES, EVENTS, AND INCIDENTS ARE EITHER THE PRODUCT OF THE AUTHORS IMAGINATION OR USE IN A FICTITIOUS MANNER. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO AN ACTUAL PERSON, LIVING OR DEAD, BUSINESS ESTABLISHMENTS, EVENTS, OR LOCALS IS ENTIRELY COINCIDENTAL. PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME "Funny how you think I fell into your trap," He said laughing.

Like it was trying to exist in the same space. I gasped. “It’s merging,” I said. Darius cursed under his breath. “That’s not possible.” “It is now,” I replied. Because I could see it. Feel it. The two realities overlapping, blending, refusing to stay separate. The woman appeared again. Not fully. Not clearly. But enough. “You’re resisting less,” she observed. I glared at her. “I’m not helping you.” “You don’t have to.” “Then stop this!” “I can’t.”

"You’re imagining things." "I'm not," Freddo insisted, his genius brain connecting dots I tried to hide. "He has my nose. He has my eyes. Even the way he stands. The probability of two unrelated humans sharing such identical phenotypic traits is less than—" "Freddo," I cut him off, kneeling in front of him and taking his hands. "People resemble each other without any blood relation. It happens all the time. It’s called a doppelgänger. It’s just a coincidence."

Even though it pained him to let them face such a creature without sufficient knowledge and skills, he had to set aside his doubts about their capabilities. -----"Most of the things in reality are far from our expectations. Maybe a certain dream can become real, but it will not happen exactly as it did in your dream. It can be better or worse. Whatever it may be, the effects will leave a great impact on your life. That's how strongly reality hits a person, and you can't do anything but go with the flow and accept the present."-----

And I fear that I do. Because then, the truth will be impossible to deny, no matter how much I shy away from it. We both have the same delicate bone structure with similar heart-shaped faces. The same full lips. Even down to the same shade of pale, alabaster skin. And if I weren't so adamant on denying this, I’d admit that sitting before her in this moment feels like looking at my future reflection. No. It’s all just a coincidence. It has to be. I cross my arms over my chest, bracing myself. “So what? That doesn’t mean anything. People look alike all the time.”

Backstage after the event. Maggie had left scratches down Serena's arm. Liam dabbed at them carefully, his touch gentle. "It's okay. I've got you." Then Arya called—and everything flipped. Footage from the event had leaked. But not the raw version. Someone had edited it—carefully. The video painted Maggie as the heartbroken, fragile wife. Serena? Cold. Untouched. Too perfect. It ended with Maggie getting dragged out by security.