Chapter 1

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It all started with what this current generation call FB. One day in 2018, it must have been in late October, FB randomly suggested people to Greg that he may know. Liz was one of them.

"Oh, it's Liz, I wonder how she is now? Will she remember me? I mean, it's been 10 years more or less that we talked.'' wondered Greg. He stalked her profile, however, it's privacy mode is turned on. It means, you cannot view the contents of the profile, unless you are connected to the owner. Without hesitation, Greg sent a friend request to Liz. And now it's a waiting game.

It's six o'clock in the morning, Liz was awakened by the loud noise coming from her alarm clock. She turned the alarm off and covered her face with her pillow. "Ugghh! Do i really need to get up now?" muttered Liz. She stretched her arms and legs and eventually, she got up. She walked towards the window, drew the curtains to one side to let more light in and also to have a peek on what is going on outside. "Gosh, it's gloomy and it looks like it's cold outside. The only thing that will brighten up my mood is the orange-coloured leaves of the tree right in front of me. What a typical autumn morning in London."

Everyday, Liz has a morning routine

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Everyday, Liz has a morning routine. When she wakes up, before getting out of bed, she checks her phone for any messages from friends and family, emails from her university, news and current events and most specially the weather so that she can decide what clothes to wear. Today, she hasn't done that oddly. Instead, she went out of her room towards the kitchen and made her self a strong cup of coffee. She sat by the kitchen island sipping her drink and caught a glimpse of Fifi, her British rag doll cat. "Here Fifi, come to mummy, do you want a little bit of my drink?" teased Liz. The cat waggled her tail and started running with excitement towards her. Liz picked her cat up and placed her on her lap. It made a purring sound, it does that when Liz strokes her. "Gosh, where is my phone? I need to get ready in a few minutes for my internship." Liz carried Fifi with her and walked to her room. As she picked up her phone from the bedside table, Fifi jumped towards her bed and ran back to the living room. Liz checked her phone, no messages or emails, only a notification from FB regarding a friend request from Greg Corpuz. "Hmm, Greg Corpuz, his name is familiar. Let me check his profile so I can be reminded." Liz started scrolling over posted pictures in Greg's FB wall. 



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