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Fate. They call it destiny or kismet. A time comes in life when there's so much happiness that getting something more than what you expected felt surreal, a figment of imagination. As if just the deepest yearning dream of yours comes alive. Your ear rings with a constant numbing feeling of the words that you yearned to hear for years. The words that now repeat in your head like a mantra of lullaby. Calming and serene. Then denial and disbelief kicked in. Questions raking one after the other. It was impossible but then again nothing was impossible for God. When with all your will you try to wake up from the blissful dream but nothing happens.

| One Fine Day | WEEKEND AND I just want to sleep all day but the fact that I mumbled something last night that may provoke me to spill what I’m thinking, I decided to get off bed early. I need to stay away from Reina’s curiosity. Besides, I have work to do. I need to fill in Bill’s place. The golden rays of the shining sun greeted the beautiful land of Chanter University. Birds chirping, telling us that another wonderful blessing was given to us. The greens give hope that no matter how cruel humans will be, God can give us all the beautiful things that we deserve.

I knew I had this was coming, the calls, the gifts and the press. I knew it was going to be bad, that was why I had hesitated about the breakup, but it was necessary to cut Sebastian off. He was making me go crazy, in a terrible way, so yes, although I had foreseen the future, I accepted it with open arms.

Only if you think, and he thinks I am capable or worth it. I honestly don't know if my parents will approve of us or not. Since, I was all straight and was never serious. I will talk to them when they are free to have a long talk. But yes, I will fight for us. This is something I can say for sure". He fell quiet. Everyone was looking at him with expressionless faces. "He might need to join some foreign company for work". "I will wait sir. I would need time to do my speciality too sir. And I hope he will wait for me too. I am sure by then we would have each other to return to. Something they call A Home to Return right sir?

A future with a new identity. A future with Hope. Maybe a future with Daniel.

The future was something to be excited, about something to look forward to. The End.

What he once thought of as realms confined to books and TV shows now seamlessly intertwined with his regular life, injecting an unexpected thrill into his journey. Caught between the surreal and the everyday, John blinked, trying to absorb the gravity of the situation. Unease coursed through him, but the comforting voice of his inner lynx reassured him with a whisper, "home...safe..." Could this be it? A sanctuary where solitude would yield to companionship, just in time for his upcoming birthday in three short weeks. Hope flickered in the shadows of uncertainty, like a beacon guiding him toward the possibility of belonging.

And even through his arrogance and his memory loss, he was still watching me. ​Mateo offered me a future. But Luke... Luke was the only one who held my past.

Mommy's face looked worried. "No, Mom, I just want to make sure," I answered. "It's August 2nd, and do you also want to know what year it is?" "2020?" I said it doubtfully, but Mommy's answer confirmed it. "Ah, thank God, you still remember, so you are fine. Now hurry up and take a shower and have breakfast," said Mommy as she left my room. I'm still sitting in my room, digesting everything that happened. I'm really confused by all this. I got up from my bed and looked right at my cell phone. This was my old cell phone. I grabbed it and looked at all the contents on my cellphone.

"It is very true Princess. Now I want you to go home and at the back of the house, you will see where I grow my vegetables. I want you to dig it up and when you do you'll see some things. you'll know what to do with them. " Mother, please I want to help you" Amber cries. "I am already going to die. I feel it already. I pray Mother Celena forgives me of my sins and welcomes me into the heavens with open arms " Jarret says as she begins to cough up blood. "If you see my children one day, please give them the letters I write every year that I told you never to touch. Their names are Dorian and Adrian. Tell them I love them very much" Jarret says as she coughs more.