Awaiting the small final stretch of my pregnancy. Dreaming is odd in this game, I used to dream of growing up with a tall man. I could never make out the face. His face is still blurry, we have two kids and I'm pregnant with another. Dreams like this is why I wish I could see his face...what if it's keian...
The next morning I wake to the birds chirping loudly. A cold wind pushed the windows open and it started to freeze in our bedroom. Keian being to lazy to get up, snored. I slowly sit up, putting my feet on the ground. Ok on three...one...two...Three!!!
I lung forward, landing flat on my feet. Going to close the window I hear a faint clang if metal. I walk downstairs where the noise grew.
Lisa, pounding at the sword I gave her to fix. Every hey was louder and heavier than the last. I fee minutes of me standing the and she finally noticed.
"Hey" she says wiping sweat off her head. I smile and walk closer to her. "Working hard?" I ask, placing my hand on her shoulder. Looking at the sword, she hadn't gotten very far. "You know you don't have to do this at night." I say. She looks down, somewhat embarrassed. "I just...want to be as good as you.. you make swords that can cut so easily and are so strong but are surprisingly light. I wanna be able to do that." She places the sword in her inventory and stands. "Thank you by the way, for takin me in when my uncle died." A single tear from her cheek fell onto my lap. She quickly walks to her room leaving me on the couch. Oh Lisa.... I know how you feel... your uncle was like a father to me as well and I still miss him everyday...
I wipe the tear off my cheeks and slowly stand. Grabbing my stomach gently and smile.I might be stuck in this game, but it's the best thing that's happened to me...
Authors note*
This is the end of my first book, I hope all my readers enjoyed and I'm actually starting my second book( a sequel) so be ready for more! 😉

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