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He's good at waiting, whatever Zane says. "In two lives," I said, and stopped, and made myself go on, "I have never once met another person who knew the things I know. Not one. I have always been the only one who remembered. That was the one thing I could count on. Whatever I was, I was it alone." "And now?"

I called quietly squeezing her hand enough to know I had support for her “ I haven’t been fully honest with you all, there I something I haven’t told you and I missed out on the meeting” Meeting? Now I was confused, as I turned fully to her, she took in a breath “ Hybrid, I have met with a hybrid”

Usually, when I have a meeting like this, I always brought Luna and the head engineer and architect, but I guess this time I have to go by myself. “Okay. But I will meet Nick alone in his meeting. You don’t need to come.” I told her. Luna frowned at what I just said. “What? Why?” She asked looking so confused. “I just need to discuss something with Nick. It's a personal thing so I need to meet him alone.” I told Luna. Luna looks more curious now. “Why? What happened?” I’m sorry Luna but I can tell you yet. “I’ll tell you after I meet with him.”

I wasn't sure how to react to his attention to me, and I really needed to have a talk. *Meadow- I've just met Cara. Thank you for the warning by the way. Talk to you tonight.

The four of us instantly clicked, like we were fated to meet and become instant bff’s. During the getting to know activities, we found that we were taking the same course. It was an instant friendship right at the first meeting. “My phone is on silent mode,” I watched as she furrowed her eyebrows, scrutinizing me. “Sorry?” I offered. At first, Annie kept her scrutiny but after a while, she finally let out a sigh, inclining her head to where Claude and Shane were standing, waiting for my lazy self to go and join them by the pathway that would eventually lead us towards the cafeteria.

I smiled and said, "Sure, would you give me details." He smiled back at me and said, "John, my assistant you met before, he will explain the details. Why don't you order something first?" I was irritated a little because his assistant first said that his boss will explain and now his boss says that his assistant will explain. So, I clearly said, "Then, why did you insist on meeting me? Your assistant could clearly tell me the details." He smiled and said, "I wanted to meet you and have a meal with you together."

Then he nodded once. I dialed. The call connected on the third ring. A male voice, flat and businesslike, said hello. I told him Kayla had referred us. I explained the situation in broad terms, enough for him to understand the job without giving away more than necessary. He listened without interrupting. When I finished he said, "I don't do group meetings. Whoever called is who I meet. One person. And I don't rearrange for anyone." "Understood," I said.

"I love you too, Brian" Both kissed. "That reminds me, I met a nonentity today" "Nonentity?" He asked as he carried Chloe to the room. "Yes. Remember the contract I told you about?" "Oh I do. Mint-More, right?" He asked sitting on the bed and Chloe sat on his lap. "Yes, Mint-More. I don’t think the founder of that company is normal" "Did he try to touch you? Do you want me to break his legs" "He dare not try to touch me"

The pressure is suffocating. As I reach the bottom step, I brace myself for a feeling. I’ve been told that when I meet my One, I’ll feel it immediately. My mother always spoke of a pull, a connection so strong that it’s undeniable. She felt it the moment she laid eyes on my father. She said it was like a magnetic force, drawing them together in an instant. So as I step into the ballroom and the crowd parts slightly, I wait for that feeling. I scan the faces in the room, searching for a spark, a sign that one of them is him.

Could I trust anyone here? Just then, my phone buzzed on my desk, pulling me out of my thoughts. I glanced around quickly before reaching for it. The screen showed an unknown number. My heart skipped a beat, and I felt a cold rush of adrenaline. It could only be one person. I opened the message. It was short and to the point: Meet me at the usual spot. 10 PM.