First Fate

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Summary

Can a fortune teller fall in love? This short love story is all about a fortune teller and a musician. As they fell in love, things started to change. He wants to make a change but he hates magic, her mom performs magic, and this guy hates everything about magic. Will he change for love? Is he worth the risk when it comes to love? Or is he a villain of this story? Is he the one who killed his lover's mom? Or is everything a dream? an illusion? (This story has a lot of plot twists) Let's find out by reading this short story made by Samirah Hart. ABOUT THE WRITER Samirah Hart is a college student majoring in a game development course (BSEMC). She also sings and dance as her hobby and is an aspiring actress and a lyricist. She wrote 70+ songs in her journal and wants to release it someday. Her first short story, First Fate, is an ongoing book and this book serves as a life lesson to her and to other people who is easily trusting other people.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
13+

Chapter 1

My name is Amelia Hart and this is my story....

Well, my love story. I'm 23 years old and I am a fortune teller.

This is where it all started....

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"I feel like I'm floating, Lia. Same tough situation every week, that's what I wanna say. I just wanna enjoy life the way it is but look how life is treating me... It is not the way I want my life like this." My sister, Jane Hart, is complaining about life because bad things happen to her sometimes. She needs to have a day off at work, to be honest.

"Just rest, please... I know life can be unfair sometimes but I think you need to rest, I mean, take a nap or watch a movie. It's okay, hm? Just give it a day or two. Everything will be fine if you stay still...." I said to her calmly while preparing my tarot cards.


Meow.....

"Aww, Mils..."

"Take her away, Jane. I'm allergic to cat fur."

"Oh, right. Mils, let's go for a walk outside, okay?"

"Feed her, please."

"will do!"


A knock on the door, hmm? A new client, I guess. Who would that be?

"Come in!" I said.

Someone opened the door and as I looked, there was this man who is smiling and has brought fruits in a basket and he has placed his car key in my table.

"I'm here for an errand, actually. I don't believe in fortune telling, Miss." He said.

"Who sent you here then?"

"Morgan Hale? She left this a week ago in my office before she pass away. Here's the card, Miss."

"No! What? When? How? She's my mom!" I cried.

"She was murdered that night based on a report. I'm sorry for your loss, Miss..." His soft voice sounds familiar and I can't remember when and how did I first listened to it.

"I want an investigation, sir... I need to know what happened to my mom and why that murderer killed my mom. You came here, saying all of this, and now I need evidence, I need to see every single thing..."


Mom did not left anything, not even a single note......

What could be the reason about her death? Will I ever be safe without my mom? Not just me, but also Jane and Mils. I have to find evidence regarding the case of my mom's death.


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