POV Monique
I carefully move everything out of the way, till I found the box.
Inside the box, was the moonstone.
I reached inside my purse, taking out a replica of the moonstone.
I switched them out, putting the box back in the safe, and locking it back up.
I took a seat on the couch, drinking my champagne, trying to numb the headache.
I closed my heavy eyes, just for the moment.
🥀🥀 "GET UP!!!"🥀🥀
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My eyes widened, when I saw an angry copy of myself, yelling as everything surrounding us is on fire.
Taking a notice of her clothes, burnt marks were all over her dress.
🥀🥀"GET UP!!!"🥀🥀
She grabbed my wrist, instantly a burning sensation run's all over my body.
"AHH!!!"
Waking up, I calm myself down.
Taking a moment to look around the room, nothing was on fire.
I checked my wrist, seeing no burn marks.
Gently, I rub my wrist, remembering the pain...
It felt so real.
Not wanting to stay any longer, I made my way to the back entrance.
I saw Aunt Helen, Tyler, and Vicky.
Bending down, I didn't want to interrupt their conversation...
Ok, I'm just being nosy.
"Ascoltare."
(Ascoltare-Listen)
"We didn't get the chance to say hello earlier. Vicky, your brothers were right, you grew up so beautiful."
"Thank you ma'am."
"You'll have to forgive my son's rude behavior, he gets it from his father."
"Well, that's ok, Mrs. Lockwood."
Then, Vicky's polite tone went curt.
"Tyler and I were just saying good night."
Once Vicky left, Helen began talking to Tyler.
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FanfictionI had to rewrite my story, since I couldn't find it in my drafts, and I didn't see it upload.
