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Previously:
Opening up, it said-
" Destruction awaits,
That do us apart
Anything fair in love and war
My love,
The game has start
Only one can prevail
In the way to heart
-Yours Truly"
Not even seconds passed by, when I heard Nathan's voice, "Yo, am I seeing it wrong or is this actually Margery?"
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The paper in my hands suddenly felt unbearable. The letters were forming some sort of sense. Earlier I used to think that maybe there's a chance that these letters were for someone else, but now, standing in this room all by myself, I knew that it was me who they were directed to. But the question remains. Why? Why me?
I was beginning to understand the hidden meaning behind them but deep down I was aware that I know nothing. It was like finding two parts from a puzzle of million pieces.
'Destruction awaits'
Destruction. Falling of almirah? Was that the destruction these lines are talking about? But why? Why it makes absolutely no sense but somehow it does. I'm so going crazy.
'That do us apart'
Who is getting apart? Why are they getting apart? What's the connection between the almirah falling and being apart? Who is 'us'? Am I missing something? My head was starting to hurt with so much thinking. I have never felt this empty-headed in life before. Maybe you should use the thing inside your head called the brain more often. Shut up.
The questions kept flooding my mind without bearing any answers. I was still facing the bed, deep into my thoughts when something delicately touched my shoulders. Frightened by the sudden contact, I jumped high up in the air, letting out a small terrifying scream. Ok maybe not so 'small' scream.
"Woah Woah shhhh... Stop screaming you dumbass! Mom dad will wake up." Nathan's hushed yet firm voice reached my ears. Oh, it's just my brother. Why am I disappointed now? Were you expecting someone else? Or him? No! No. No? Maybe....
Maybe a small part of me thought that it was him. Not going to lie, but a tiny section of my mind wanted it to be him. It's hard to describe this feeling. It's almost equivalent of being scared, intrigued, attached, and... Hopeful? About what, I don't know.
Taking a deep sigh and putting the paper in pocket, I turned to face Nathan, who judging by his face looked quite joyous, even proud for himself, on seeing me terrified. Asshole. I was indeed scared, but dare I let this dry-fish feel the satisfaction.
"I was not screaming, idiot. Merely surprised." I said in a defensive tone while folding my hands, and immediately cringed at how weak and non-convincing it sounded.
"Yeah yeah you weren't screaming and I am Beyonce." He said while pretending to yawn. Wow, look how much unsatisfied he is right now. Shut up, I almost succeeded.
"Go to hell" I scoffed.
"Wow so original." He taunted in a mocking laugh, then as if remembering something he continued, "Anyways," his voice now serious, " what the fuck were you doing standing like a pole? I called you like.. ohh shit wait fuck-umm-wait-umm--fuck- I forgot how many times- but it was many times. What were you even doing?"
