"What are the chances you'd ever meet someone like that? he wondered. Someone you could love forever, someone who would forever love you back? And what did you do when that person was born half a world away? The math seemed impossible."
– Rainbow Rowell
The next day, Ryan as he'd promised started helping me out. He had called some of his friends in USA who have talked about paranormal activities but unfortunately, we couldn't find anything. On top of that, we had responsibilities to attend at the wedding. It was only one day away and our parents gave us jobs like arranging tables, checking food and other related requirements. Jimin saw my desperate self and tried to say that it's okay but I brushed him off as always.
I really wanted to help him and I thought teaming with Ryan would do some good because when we were kids we were always known as an unbreakable duo, when we were determined about something we always got it. And now it was getting hopeless. Maybe we need more time or more information? I don't know. I need to help him.
I was checking on the flowers and settings when my phone beeped.
I took it out of my pocket and unlocked it.
My eyes widened seeing what it was.
Hello! I've read about your case on the website.
I think I have the answer to your problem.
If you really need to know, meet me at XXXX Hotel before 5 PM today.
I'll leave for another country after that.
You can trust me.
Should I go? What if it's just spam?Or worse, a trap?
But it's worth a shot.
I looked at the time.
4:12 PM
Shoot!
That place is a 1-hour drive from here. But I can make it!
I should get Ryan. I can go alone but let's keep him for luck. Even if anything happens I know how to protect myself, it really is worth a shot.
Maybe my only chance.
I hope so.
I rushed inside the house to find Ryan. I saw him along with the chefs.
"...the flavors for the ice cream should be accessible..." he was explaining something.
"Excuse me!" I rushed towards him and grabbed his hand.
Ryan looked at me confused as I kept dragging him outside the room.
"What? What's it?" he asked.
"I found a way," I said turning him around, "About Jimin. A person replied to my messages."
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