VIVIENNE'S POV :-

Something isn't right , ever since this morning has started, someone is either telling her to back out from the wedding , someone is telling me to runaway , if I have gotten messages like these that means something isn't right at all , I tried to look at the papers I had gathered from the fire place , they were burnt and wet and half of the words had either been vanished from all the tearing or have gotten burnt . I tried to turn the pages and find more words when I saw that two-three pages were still in the fire place , I took them in a hurry and sprinted back to my room , I told the helpers to lit the fireplace again so no one would get suspicious of it .

I went into my room and closed the doors behind me and locked them , I placed the pages on my bed and tried to make words out of it when I felt a body press behind me , Mr Clock . He is here ofcourse where else would he be . His hand slowly moved to pick up the papers when I swiftly picked it up before him .

" I'm solving this , this is personal "

" Ouch that hurt " he said like he could care less .

I looked around and slowly whispered " yes sure "

I slowly started to place the pieces again , the run away from you- and the V and W .

I looked at him for any kind of recognition he might have forgotten the papers but he just said ,

" Are you playing scramble words or was it called jumbled words ? "

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