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Miranda has always been haunted by a nightmare that turned reality. She has always believed that it's better to consider a dream, a dream. But what if a dream doesn't want to be left a dream? What about the hot chase? What happens when she falls in love with the wrong person and gets entangled in the web of conspiracy and death? And what if the one who seek after her life is none other than her father-in-law?
Unknown's POV
Running, hopping, walking and tripping had became my walking gait. I kept on running while looking backwards once in a while to notice if those men were still following. I stopped to restore my breathing pace. I was almost choking on my breath. I hid behind a tree as I noticed the flashes from their torches as they searched this dense forest for any sign of me.
I went on a crouching position to hide myself properly but since it was nighttime and I had no means of light, I could not realize there were thorns, behind me. They pricked me and I whimpered.
Sinking deep into my skin when I was still in motion, it made me almost cry out with a loud voice before realization dawned on me. They were still searching for me. I hurriedly placed my palm over my mouth in prevention of any incriminating sound.
But it was too late because they definitely heard something from me. I watched in horror as they traced their steps towards the tree I used as a refuge. My heart beat a lot more faster than its usual pace. I was dead scared.
"What do I do?" I thought in fear as I watched them come closer.
"They're almost here.." My subconscious screamed. "What do I do?" I thought repeatedly in panic.
I raised my head to look around for something I could use to fight against them but I found none. For the record, I can't fight and I get scared easily. As it is, I'd been shot already and it contributed to the pain I was having right now.
I closed my eyes in fear as they approached the tree. Probably it's time to go. Let fate take its course. I closed my eyes firmly as I await my discovery and death.
"Oh no! It's just a grass cutter!" I heard the husky voice that belongs to their leader. "But that seems to be the girl's voice." Another one argued.
"And are you blind? Can't you see an animal just jumped out from that place?" The leader asked in annoyance. I opened my eyes in disbelief.
"What the hell! They had not even seen me and I was dead within already." I thought as I looked at the wrong tree the leader pointed at and I heaved a sigh of relief. They turned back to continue their search. As soon as I noticed they were out of sight, I stood up and started my race again.
I thought I had escaped until I heard their voices again.
"Oh God, I'm dead." I cried silently as I continued to run, trying hard to increase my pace by the minute.
"There she is! Get her."
Come what may, I must escape. I can't die in this forest. It was at this crucial period that I blamed myself for refusing Dad's training. He had always asked me to join his recruit training.
"Dad, I'm so sorry for not listening to you. It'd have been an advantage to me now. Oh God! What do I do now? Why is there no one who can rescue me?"
I looked back as I saw that they were almost meeting up with my pace since I was getting tired already.
"Just pray, something might happen." My subconscious advised.
"Pray!" That's a thing I do not know how to do. I've forgotten how to pray. But I should at least offer my last prayer to the one who sees all. I stopped running, closed my eyes and offered my last prayer, more like a wish.
To be either saved now or die with ease. As I concluded the short prayer, a bright blinding light shone over my eyes and I squinted my eyes while trying to open them.
*
"Good morning" a voice called. "Huh!" My eyes opened in shock.
"Good morning?" I said aloud.
"Yes, good morning. You've been asleep for quite a long time."
And who the hell is speaking? I thought.
"Mom?"
So it was all a dream but who says dreams doesn't come true?
Samantha Gray was just a simple beautiful girl like every other girl in the world until that disaster struck which changed the girl’s mindset. She came back bold, strong and determined. She had that thirst to ruin something or rather someone but this time, with a new identity. The city’s sweetheart, Ryan Robin Anderson, was a young successful CEO. He was in dire need of a guard to protect him and without an idea of what was coming for him, his enemy was hired. Just around the same time, he came in contact with a strange woman with the mask. Ryan couldn’t help the feelings that he developed for this lady. Unknown to him, both his new found guard and the masked lady were just one person. Now, Samantha had unavoidable rules. Ryan shouldn’t know what her true identity was. She mustn’t fall for him. Despite her strong personality, would she be able to withstand what being around Ryan holds for her? Would she able to determine who to trust? “I’ve been employed to protect you from your business foes. But who would protect you from me?”
"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage. We had been married for exactly three years-three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment. For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage. Today, I finally received his message: "I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport." When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined-he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend. In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air. Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken-to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again. He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end-almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be. "Aurora, come back. I regret everything!" Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me-only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
Married for four years, Emily remained childless. A hospital diagnosis plunged her life into hell. Unable to conceive? But her husband was rarely home during these four years, so how could she get pregnant? Emily and her billionaire husband were in a contractual marriage; she had hoped to win his love through effort. However, when her husband appeared with a pregnant woman, she despaired. After being kicked out, homeless Emily was taken in by a mysterious billionaire. Who was he? How did he know Emily? More importantly, Emily was pregnant.
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”