Eternal love: whispers of destiny

PROLOGUE

Ara POV

"It's best to avoid delving into matters that aren't meant for my concern." My grandma always said those words to me. I was a curious child who asked 'why' a million times, driving everyone around me a little nuts.

However, as a persistent and stubborn girl, I refused to give up. But in my favor, I had valid reasons because there was always something abnormal around me.

Rain showers on bright, sunny days when I felt despondent, or unfortunate events befalling those who tormented me.

In junior high, there was this girl who constantly targeted me. She would sneakily steal my lunchbox and other belongings, like my notebook before crucial tests and my PE uniform on the day of our physical education class.

One day, after physical education class, we walked into our homeroom and noticed her spot was a mess—full of garbage. My lunchbox, which she took from me, was all over her bag and papers. Quite the scene, huh?

She tried pinning it on us but failed. Everyone knew that we were in the gymnasium the whole time with other students.

It's not like any of us could've sneaked away to create that chaos. Instead, it backfired on her when Jieun told the teacher about her actions towards me.

When the teacher asked about the lunchbox, she had to come clean, which didn't go well for her; she got a stern talking-to. She was so embarrassed that she left the school after that.

Moving on!

There were some other occurrences too.

Like dreaming about random people, even close ones, but not being able to recall those memories.

Then there was that time I somehow floated across the road unscathed during a car accident.

And let's not forget when people found me unconscious near the forest entrance after I got lost there.

And the list goes on.

I would often ask Grandma when something like that happened, and she consistently reassured me, "He is protecting you and will always protect you."

She then connected this to a religious belief, leading me to assume that 'He' was God, shielding me from evil because I am his favorite child.

How naïve, right?

As a kid, I was completely naive and believed in fairy tales, God, and my grandma's words.

After all, children are full of dreams and believe in magical fairylands.

But little did I know that those fairies and fairylands would eventually come to life.

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I had an accident when I was fourteen and got amnesia from it. I might have damaged my brain during that incident, which is why I can't recall anything about it.

The doctor explained that my brain might have intentionally blocked those memories to protect me from further emotional distress.

My mom got super freaked out and decided to send me to New York City with my uncle.

Along for the ride were his wife, Aunt Mira, and their kids, Yoongi and Jieun.

Oh, and our friends tagged along too, which made the transition a lot easier.

We moved to this new place and started attending high school, which had an opposite vibe compared to our old town.

I'm still not sure why my mom shipped me off to this bustling city. If I could get into trouble in our little town, why wouldn't I be at risk here?

But hey, that's the parent's logic for you!

Anyway, it's been almost six years since I moved here, and I'm still trying to figure things out.

New York has grown upon me. Life is good in New York. As a grownup, there are a ton of amazing things to do in this gorgeous city.

The city that appeared so large and unknown to me earlier is now friends with me, and I've learned to navigate it with a newfound confidence.

I love discovering the various neighborhoods that comprise this unique city.

Living in the city has also allowed me to immerse myself in the world of literature. As a book lover living in New York City, I feel like I've found literary treasure.

The city is a center of literary culture, and I've had the good fortune to immerse myself in the world of books and authors.

Jieun and I joined a book club last month.

It was more like I forced her to join with me because I wanted moral support. I even tried to get Yoongi involved, but he is just too tough to handle and way too laid-back for that.

The club members get together to talk about a particular book that we have previously chosen to read.

Jieun simply sits and listens instead of reading. She can't sit down and read a single book for hours or days. Her words, not mine. So she just listens to our discussion and criticizes the characters.

Whereas I got lost in the world of books and my imagination. I'd love to create my own world someday.

I'm absolutely in love with this amazing city, but sometimes I can't help but feel like a tiny fish in a gigantic ocean. I have a feeling that this big city will eventually swallow me up. I miss being a town girl.

I miss the familiar sights and the comforting feeling of being at home.

I miss home.

I miss him.

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Now I realize the 'he' my grandma used to talk about isn't some divine being. God resides in places of worship, not in old, mysterious mansions hidden deep within the forest.

That's where he dwells.

I'm Min Ara, a 19-year-old girl, carrying a bag filled with questions but unsure of who to ask.

My story, before I arrived in New York, begins right here.

It's filled with mysteries.

It's a tale of peculiar events, secrets, lies, magic, and...

...Him.

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A/N:

Hey, how was it? Please comment and let me know if you like the prologue. (nervous)

So you might have some ideas about what this book is going to be. Don't worry if there is any confusion; it is going to be solved soon (not all of them, though; we need you guys to keep guessing).

I will pause myself here for now. Don't wanna bore you guys.

Thank you for your precious time.