From Future To Past
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Life seems to be going well in 2021. Well besides from the Coronavirus and all the other horrible things. But humans have adapted to these strange living conditions.
So much that we mostly have became obsessed with TV shows and learnt about reality shifting. Or even write fanfiction about our comfort characters.
But what happens if one day you suddenly feel ill, and decided to take a small nap to sleep it off. Only to wake up in a different time period?
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Trying to seem as light footed as I could with my labored breathing, I stormed out of the ball and into the garden.
"How do they even think I shall he able to endure the rest of my life with this man? He is totally barbaric and speaks down upon me." I ranted off to myself, only to stop as I bumped into two people.
"Do you quite mind?" One asked rather rudely.
"Our apologies Miss Croanvanwich. We did not see you on our travels." The other spoke, she was much more polite than her male companion.
"Was my own fault, I was in quite the rush for some freshened air. The ballroom is rather humid with all the dancing and drinking going on inside." I dismissed the pair.
"Oh, perhaps you would like us to accompany you?" Offered the rude male.
"Yes, I think I would like that very much. Thank you." I accepted his offer, and took his extended arm. The girl on his other arm.
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I hope you all will like this story, which is technically and very much inspired by Bridgerton.
I will try to update this story as much as I possibly can, but please enjoy.
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