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“Is this true?” I asked. I can’t believe of what I have read on the posts on the social media account of the two writers that I met, Sketch and Doodle. I read again the post of Sketch.   I thought of something, not because there will be no update on his story but because of his post however I can’t remember where I read it before. Then, I read what Doodle had posted.   I suddenly remember my story and I read the last scene that I wrote; same words, same scenarios and same comments like how I read their posts. I doubt quite a bit but really it amazed me which I don’t know why. That is why I read some of their last few posts and it was quite surreal which leads to a coincidental from the turn of events on what their real life is and on what I wrote. I won’t pay any attention to what is going on because I know it wouldn’t happen. It seems like my suspicion is true… the things that I’m writing is coming true when there are real people that’s involved on my story however I need to investigate this.   Sketch wasn’t talking while driving, I can see on Doodle eyes how amazed he is while we travel, seeing a fine nature is really amazing while I seldom talk just to point where we have to move. I noticed Sketch glanced at me.   I smiled. “I’m actually kidnapping both of you and you two are willing victim.”   Sketch stepped on the breaks and it made a big screech of the car. “What?!” they both asked.

HaelEdNoel · Fantasy
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Chapter 24

"Why does Dame Minder the famous bodyguard that everyone wanted to hire here inside our home and wanted to babysit my twins?" she didn't expect that I am going to ask that and it was too late for her to hide her reaction. I can't help but admire her beautiful face with a flustered look since I had only seen her before with a poker face.

She sighs. "Well, I can't hide the fact I am that Dame Minder you are talking about but I am not that famous." She said.

"So that nurse thing that my husband told me isn't real?" I asked.

"No, it's true before I became a bodyguard." She replied. "It was a difficult task since my brothers are too young at that time and my father got in an accident. I have to work for the family." She said.

"I see. Then, why are you here?" I ask again since she didn't answer my question.

"My mother asks me to stop doing dangerous things, she doesn't want me to work as a bodyguard like how my father did."

"How's your father?"