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Rebecca “Mrs. Ezra, do you not trust your own son?” I asked, holding her gaze. No blinking. No fear. If Luke’s torture gave me one good thing, it was this, a heart that does not break easy. She was just a woman standing between me and my freedom. “Miss Rebecca, I only asked a simple question.” “Shrimp and grits.” I saw those words on a paper back at Collins’ place. Figured those must be his favorite meals.

“Anthony won’t be able to speak anymore. Now our focus is on one thing: Rebecca and Sindy.” Alice took a deep breath. “That girl is getting bolder.” Nora stared out the window, her face stiff. “This is just the beginning.” Back at Rebecca’s apartment, night was creeping into the early hours of the morning. Rebecca sat alone on the sofa holding an old document she had printed from her laptop. Her eyes scanned each page. “Tomorrow everything will change,” Rebecca murmured.

While the other friend slightly smirks to get a chance to adore her face and body more. "Alright, wait here." She turned and felt the same gaze again but tried to ignore it and started looking around at the shelves, while both boys smirked at each other and looked at her backside with dirty gazes. Their faces look proud to get her back. Rebecca, realizing their gazes, tried to find books fast, but at last, could not find the books. She turned back to look at both boys whose eyes still had the same beast gaze. Rebecca senses their sights trying to speak less.

I answered, getting ready to chase Mitchell out of my room as well so that I can have some peace and quiet. The rest of the day passed by quickly, and when night time came, Mitchell and Evelyn returned back to my room to dress me up for bed. “You’ve finished that other book already, Princess?” Evelyn frowned when she saw an entirely different book on my bed. “Yes, it was quite interesting and difficult to put down.” I smiled and turned to her with a grin, “You should try reading sometimes.” When she shuddered I added, “It’s not that bad, trust me. Here.” I grabbed a smaller novel from the book rack in my room and handed it over to her.

He was a genuine rich man. In a single glance, Rebecca had taken his full inventory. At least the past few weeks had been good for something. She smiled politely. "Of course." The seat beside her was empty. She had no companion, so there was no reason to refuse. "Thank you." He sat down. Rebecca turned back to her book. Lucius Vaughn smiled and nodded toward the cover in her hands. "Is that Mysterious Revival?" Rebecca gave a small nod. The title was printed on the spine. Ignoring the question entirely would have been rude.

Dear Reader Thank you for reading the first chapter of the book called, My Perfect Mess. My Perfect Mess was originally written as an Interactive Story Game. I am in the process of adapting it into a novel form. The original version contains a great deal of dialogue to fit the platform for which it was intended. Though you can enjoy the story in its interactive format too as currently published. (eg when Becca speaks, the format will be as this: Becca ~ “What is there to explain, Matt.”)

REBORNED Episode five Nona POV: The moment dove was brought into the room; she was almost pale, unconscious. I feared something might have happened to her. The fear wasn’t the kind of fear when you see something you don’t like but it was like the feeling of losing something so dear to you.

Y E A R 2009, M O N D R A G O N H O T E L. Rebecca Sebastian is temporarily staying in an exclusive hotel room. She is twenty-four years old and graduated with a Bachelor of Arts in Literature and is now an excellent writer. She has participated in literary competitions and debates; she is skilled in the field so her parents are proud of her. She's a kind-hearted woman. She puts everyone first before herself and treats them as a priority. Donating to charities became her hobby even during her college days. Rebecca never fails to warm anyone's heart, which is why she is envied and loved at the same time.

She asked again, and she grabbed the book from my hand before I could quickly take a snippet of any line. “Umm,” I racked my head. “Something about a Medulloblastoma.” Rebecca looked genuinely confused and I smirked, thinking I had her. But instead, she nodded once and scanned through the page I had supposedly been reading. “Nothing about a Medulla oblongata whatever in here.” “So?” I asked in confusion, dragging my book from her. “So it means that you're not really reading what's in the book and that your mind is elsewhere.” Rebecca revealed and she was spot on. But she didn't need to know that so I feigned confusion.

It was far too old and much too sacred to abuse it. He flipped it to the back few pages and saw that it was the story of Queen Rebecca, and how she came to be. He read it slowly because it was a story that he thought that he knew, but apparently he did not know everything, and he found it so emotional for some reason. He thought maybe it was just the beautiful way that it had been written, but that wasn't really it.