Unknown Island, Thailand - 2040
Under the gloom of the night and dressed only in her pyjamas, a young girl named Love Sethratanapong sailed across the small island to the only mailbox existing near her mother's hotel.
With a long, nervous but hopeful sigh, she looked at the names in the envelopes.
Lingling K. Hong Kong.
Engfa W. Bangkok.
Ying A. Singapore.
Love Sethratanapong recited aloud, reading the names of the three people in her hands written on each envelope.
Taking a deep breath, she murmured into the quiet night.
"I hope these three find their way to me... and that I find who you are."
One by one, she dropped the letters in the mailbox. Anxiety filled her chest when she heard a small noise in the steel box closing.
"Whoever you are... I need to know you." Love whispered softly.
The young girl with hopeful eyes stared at the dark but panoramic sea in the beautiful night. Love wondered what the future could bring once she decided to change it drastically on a random wednesday night.
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Somewhere in Hong Kong, a fair skinned, elegant woman with jet-black hair weaved her way through the bustling streets crowded with motorcycles, market vendors, and tourists, but none of it fazed her.
In her black suit, she stood out effortlessly among the crowd of tourists and locals. The sun glinted off her sunglasses as she approached the dock, where a yacht awaited.
"You're late" the captain called.
"It's never too late for the things that matter," she replied, her voice cool but with a hidden warmth.
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Somewhere in Singapore, a tall, slender woman with brown hair stepped out of a luxury high-rise penthouse wearing a tailored white suit. She made her way toward a vehicle, where a private driver held the door open for her.
"All set for your flight?" he asked, his tone respectful yet curious.
She slid on her sunglasses, her lips curling into a confident smile.
"Always. This time, it's personal," she replied with a low, smooth voice and a hint of mystery.
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Somewhere in Bangkok, a tall, tanned woman with long hair walked out of a recording studio, a leather jacket slung over one shoulder.
As she hailed a taxi, a breathless fangirl rushed up to her, eyes wide. "Oh my God, P'Fa it's really you!" she squeaked.
The woman chuckled, flashing a playful wink.
"In living color" she smiled and waved to the fan before sliding into the taxi with her guitar case beside her. As the car pulled away, she leaned back and stretched out, her smile never fading.
"Let's see how this adventure plays out" she whispered as she stared at the wedding invitation letter signed by an old friend.
--- TBC ---
A/N: This story is supposed to be very visual and movie-like, like you are actually watching it on the screen.
I had this crazy idea of creating a fic based on the movie Mamma Mia because I watched it again and it inspired me to write something more focused on girls love.
I am passionate about crossovering several fandoms and a huge fan of all of them.
Even tho I placed real people in the story, I made some changes related to their real lives and ages to better suit the story so this isn't actually a RPF! Sorry if that's what you wanted.
Consider it a gl version of Mamma Mia, with some changes to make it more contemporary and dystopian.
DISCLAIMER: IT WILL NOT BE A MUSICAL. lol
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