Inevitable Sunset

Inevitable Sunset

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Sunset is the daily disappearance of the sun below the horizon. Isa iyong tanawin na sumisimbulo ng pagtatapos, but for Krenza Amerill Marquez, It's a breathtaking event that she would watch over and over again. Matapos man ang araw ay hinding-hindi matatapos ang pagmamahal nito para kay Elfhyro. Magbago man ang kulay ng kalangitan, walang ibang nanaisin ang puso niya kun'di ang maramdaman ang pagmamahal na paulit-ulit na pinagkakait sa kaniya. Pero kahit ano pa'ng gawin niya ay tila mailap ang tadhana sa kaisa-isang nais niya, at sa dulo'y isang desisyon ang kinakailangan niyang piliin dahil tila iyon ang nakatakda para sa kanilang dalawa. The sunset may be beautiful, but it marks the inevitable conclusion of the day. Ano ba ang gusto ng tadhana para sa kaniya? Para sa dalawang taong hindi naman nagmamahalan? Will their relationship have a happily inevitable ending? AUTHOR'S NOTE📌 Hi po, Prologue at Chapter 1 pa lang po ang mababasa n'yo rito. Busy pa po kasi ako kaya hindi ko alam if kailan ako makakapag-update ulit. °*° Photos are not mine. Credits to the rightful owner. Photos I used by: ©Pexels
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Madisyn Connelly, or MC as people called her, considered staring at the wall for the next hour a viable entertainment option. Her life was, to put it mildly, predictable. Wake, work, maybe catch a movie, sleep, repeat. The thrill was gone, replaced by the beige monotony of suburban existence. That's when her phone buzzed. It was a text message from an unknown number: "Hello? Are you there?" Madisyn sighed. Just another wrong number. She typed back, "Wrong number, sorry." and went back to contemplating the life she was living. The reply came instantly: "No matter how I put this, it'll sound crazy. I've gone over this many times in my head." Followed by "Wait a sec. I have to add the others first. Please don't go." Thomas, Cleo, Dan, Richy, Jessy... These names were strangers only moments ago and now resonated with a strange urgency. "We need to ask, How do you know Hannah Donfort?" Madisyn hesitated. She was about to send another dismissive reply, but a flicker of... something... stopped her. Boredom? Curiosity? A subconscious yearning for something more? "I don't know anyone named Hannah," she typed adding a question mark at the end, unsure why she was even bothering. The next text chilled her blood: "Hannah's my girlfriend and she disappeared. Three days ago to be exact." And so began Madisyn's unwanted adventure. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was somehow connected to this Hannah, these people, this desperate plea. Madisyn's heart hammered. Worried texts, Hannah's disappearance, Madisyn's phone number on Hannah's phone... it all pointed to something far more sinister than a simple misunderstanding. The search led her down dark alleys and into smoky bars. She faced threats, endured intimidation, and felt the cold grip of fear more times than she could count. She had discovered that even in the most ordinary of lives, there was the potential for extraordinary courage, love, and power to make a difference. And it all started with the wrong number.

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