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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?

Chapter 1 Prologue

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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?

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