Dreams Come True
pers of
l pursuit with an incredibly handsome man. A broad smile illuminate
catch you?" the mesm
she responded, her heart pounding in her chest, as the capti
t I'm about to do next. Remember, you grant
but his deep, captivating eyes. She gradually retreated, until her back me
re we saying?
tend to do?" Sa
't bring you plea
his captivating eyes. She found herself captivated by the
as something, or rather s
attempted to escape but found h
cklish?" he
exploit that vulnerabilit
d, though his eyes betr
d his playful assaults, while he skillfully held her hands above her he
Stop, I
from yet another dream, a smile gracing he
ith her hands, contemplating the identity of the recurring enigmatic
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ina'
his angelic visage, pondering how a mere stranger appearing in my dreams could effor
rs back to what happened six months ag
ife with my small, blissful family. My parents were overjoyed and proud o
six month
hat she could bring justice to the victims whom Rick Orleans had harmed. She had receive
with a serene smile on her face. Yet, her heart remained restless, a ling
t turned her world upside down. The caller informed her that her par
aths. She cried, mourned, and pleaded with her parents not to leave her alone. Alas, h
well. Her father left Sabrina with a final
is pain will eventually fade, transforming you into someone whom everyone will admire.
, shaping her path forward as she vowed to honor her paren
sen
my "Angel," the man I dream of who serves as my guardian angel, I doubt I could have come this far. It was three months after my parents'
eld an inexplicable allure, drawing me toward him. The next day, for the first time in months, I felt alive. Tho
a building. In my dreams, he would smile as soon as he caught sight of me standing there. However, that moment never
I saw him again. It felt surreal when he asked me why I was waiting for him, and I could only shrug my shoulder
ut realizing it. I searched for his face everywhere but found no one even remotely resemblin
ved top paired with black jeans. With a light touch of makeup, including sunscreen, a touch of blush, and some mascara to enhance my naturally voluminous lashes, I co
t never truly felt like one. Home should be a sanctuary, a place where happiness resides, a place where someone eagerly awaits your return
al Stacy's number. Stacy, my assistant journali
. I hope you're doin
fine. How about you?" Stacy's vo
confirm with Mr. Finn where I need to re
r you," Stacy replies, and I hear the sou
he call. "Yes, Mr. Finn requests your presence at his office. He m
acknowledge her response. "By the way, how many tim
h. "I'm sorry, I'll make sure no
tieth birthday, which was only eight months ago. Sitting behind the wheel always reopens old wounds
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or's
begins in the coming chapters. Leave your thoughts in the comments an
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