Passenger of destiny

Passenger of destiny

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Book known as "Mystery" "I am in the woods, lost, frightened and frozen. It is completely dark around me, the moon is covered with a thick layer of black clouds, not a speck of light penetrates. I hear it in the distance, approaching, it is getting closer. I know he found me . I turn around and see a human figure, watching me. "I'll pick you up soon, be ready." A voice from a distance speaks to me, I can't make out the shade of his tone, or even picture it or describe it, but somehow i know he is telling me this. I still watch him, I feel relieved, my body is left to feel like I have no worries in this world. " Isabelle is a beautiful girl who spends most of this year in her thoughts or watching other people carelessly live their life, which she also had until she started dreaming that dream to which she did not pay too much attention at the beginning but separated from her family she faces another side of the world, the world she doesn't belong to, the world she dreamed of. Where she meets him. She is torn between the emotions of staying or leaving, twice, when fate decides to take matters into its own hands and she finds herself in an unfortunate situation.
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Moira ~ A person's destiny ************************************ I was holding the photo tightly in my grasp when I felt a presence behind me. Ace came closer to me and reached around me causing his chest to press into my back. Before I could control myself, a breathless gasp escaped me from feeling the sparks from the places we were touching. Ace didn't say anything, instead, he took the photo from my hand and backed away. I turned around to see Ace walking back to the couch he was just sitting on. I leaned back against the bookshelf as Ace sat down. Looking at Ace, I needed to know. I needed to know why he had a photo of me from before. Why would he have one when he was the one who rejected me? He hated me and yet he kept a photo of me for years. I felt a feeling of loss like I had never felt before. I was confused and hurt. Why did he have that photo? I had so many questions for him. I whispered, not wanting to break the silence but needing an answer, "Why?" One word, three letters, a beginning of a question. Not enough meaning behind it but he knew what I meant. Even if I didn't know what I wanted it to mean. Because in my head, a thousand questions I needed him to answer. Why did he reject me? Why take a picture of me? Why keep that picture of me for years? Why did he choose Brittney? Why didn't he love me? Why was I not good enough? But instead of asking all these questions, I chose to ask one word with only three letters. Because that one word held all my questions in it. It held the pain that I felt. It held the rejection, the hope, and the anger. Ace looked at the picture, "I needed you." ************************************

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