Once Long Ago
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There was a man who had been having a peaceful and normal day with his family.
Chatting with his wife's father, arguing then making up with his wife, and dotting and playing around with his children.
It was all fun until a person he knew in the past, in his childhood, crossed paths.
Being in a city, he knows how a county resident isn't able to survive alone without any help from city residents.
The boy now a grown man he had once called crazy and complained many times to his late parents stood right at his door.
Fear took over in front of the man due to the strange interactions when they were younger and his hope of not meeting him again, crumbled.
A man who is now a celebrity, famous for his acting, and full of himself, the same boy who unknowingly clings to him after that one welcome to the new residents of his birth country.
A woman who claims to know his fate but is clingy to the man he is avoiding but on top of it all she is a famous solo singer.
Now having the two pester him and his wife, not able to spend their free time with their family, he needs to deal with the obstacle that had come into his life.
He didn't like where his life was going as he got more involved in the hunting business than he should have been.
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Published:- January 08, 2023
Inspiration: One of my dad's stories (not completely, changed a bit and added fantasy elements to make it interesting since I enjoy adding them)
Progress: One shot for now, who knows when I will come back to it
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