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"Miss Alice!" I stopped as turn to find Zayn. "Miss Alice?" His expression falls. Zayn opens an umbrella blocking the rain. "Are you okay?" I hold back the tears and never answer him. Looked up at the sky once more. "Zayn, do you believe in fate?" "Of course! Miss Alice, you are my fate." I scoff at his optimism as my smiles fade. "I don't know. You never know the fate. Unsure what path you end up with. But my mother… didn't choose her fate. It's already planned for her," looking at him. "You heard, didn't you."

He bring me to his house, gave me the care I craved and the family I wished for and not to forget the love I never imagined. I don't think I can call it anything else other than our fate. He is my Fate! My Fated Love! **************************** The END... Do leave your views... Thank you for reading...

She can not really describe what the room looks like as she have no eyes but she can sense that it is a blank white room that stretch on a distance. "Where am I?" she asked. "Fate hall. This is the hall where you will choose your fate in your next life," said the man. Then he continued to write incomprehensible characters. 'Next life? So you choose your own fate before you are born? Does that mean that she also choose to die in this manner?' Now that she think about it, why did she bombed herself? Oh right, she was angry. But what is anger? Suddenly, she realized she do not know a single emotion. She wonder what anger is as she recall her own memory. But she can not find an answer. She just

Trust me. "Bye then." I disconnected the call and stood up from the couch. A maid of mine walked towards me and handed me a glass of wine as ordered. I took a sip from it and thought of tonight. Yeah it's gonna be fun....

He attempted to step away from it, but he couldn't because it kept on following him. Then I remembered what I had seen at the garden's entrance before we entered. Debitus constitutus promissio(Debt Establishment, promise.) It was written in block letters and a language I didn't know I could comprehend until now. No one was able to read it, not even Maya. Aiden had vowed, and he wouldn't escape from it until he fulfilled his wish or until he was dead. He clasped the sword, and his eyes bored into mine. “I'm sorry,” He muttered.

" -The End- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well, fate is fate! No matter how impossible or how many miles you are, when fate brings you to him/her, you're truly for each other! --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Author's Note: Thank you so much to those who give my story a chance! Hope you enjoy it to the very last flip of the story! Thank you and Godbless! Truly Yours, Belle Cassy ❤

"I am sure that your man, the one you are fated to be with will be willing to wait until you are ready to start dating" "Yeah, if fate does exist"

Helen said seriously, “Some things are entirely dependent on fate. If there is no fate, then no matter how hard you try, it will still be useless. However, if the both of you are fated, even if you are not trying to look for him, he will still appear in front of you.” At this time, Sophie did not hesitate at all as she said, “I do not want to leave everything to fate. That is simply too unreliable. There are so many people in this world. Aside from the neighbors who are right at our doorstep, the probability of two people who have met by chance in a foreign country meeting again coincidentally is close to zero. If I do not take the initiative to look for him, I am afraid that I will not ever

Fate is what takes you down that road you ever so often avoid taking. Take, for instance, landing on Vic’s doorstep that fateful day when I become the detail for Trinity Stone. At the time, I had no idea that it was where I was supposed to be, with whom I am meant to be, doing what I should be doing...falling in love.

How unfortunate, she was the victim here but instead she had been tainted the culprit and either way, he had deserved that slap. "We're here." Freya said, looking at her friend with pitiful eyes. Ericka gazed at the house in front and a tinge of disgust washed over her. "Let's go to your place, please." A smile crept to Freya's face. "I was hoping you would say that." --- At the Hart's mansion. Xander walked into his room, slamming the door behind him. He slid down to the floor, his hands pulling at his hair. Gosh!.