Untold Secrets

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 IV

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But before my scared thought and mixed emotions could do anything to me, a strong muscular hand lay on my shoulder...

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𝓜𝓪𝔂'𝓼 𝓓𝓲𝓪𝓻𝔂

𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓬𝓱 23,2009

I was panicking. I kept banging on the door hoping that anyone would be able to hear me "What had I got myself into" I asked myself. I was absolutely terrified. Sweat trickled down my neck and I felt like I was going to faint. But before my scared thoughts and mixed emotions could do anything to me, a strong muscular hand lay on my shoulder. I turned back and used my candlestick as an instrument to reveal the identity of the person and also to use it for my defense. But the golden, bright light revealed an identity that I was not expecting at all. Harry's face was right in front of me. His emerald eyes were staring at me. I observed his chestnut brown hair and his denim jacket. He helped me calm down.

Harry and I go way back. We were dating when we were in university. We had been going strong for about 4 years until everything fell apart. Harry had disappeared. No text message, no notice, no nothing. I felt betrayed. He just went away. Everyone had started speculating and making up their own stories to justify what must have happened. Many of them also accused me. There was no sign of him. Eventually, days bled into months and the world had forgotten about Harry. I was able to recover myself but I always used to keep thinking about what would have happened. And that's why I was extremely confused at seeing Harry there.

It took me some time to process what had happened. Finally, when I felt a little better, Harry tucked my hair behind my ear and told me the truth about everything. The truth of where he was.

Harry had secretly decided to go to Florida to meet his father, whose address had been unknown after his parents got divorced. He had rented out the house, where I had been staying, for the time he was in Florida. But he was able to discover the secret passageway just a few days back. I kept on thinking; " If he was safe and sound here in Florida, why did he never contact me?" This story had already haunted me enough and I was about to ask him the question but then he pulled out a very old and crinkly paper on which the phi symbol (Φ) was drawn. I was startled. I lay my fingers on the paper to observe it carefully. But as soon as I did, a bright light shone and blinded both of us.