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Miss Medusa at a Café (Part 4).

The city was new to me, but my elder brother owned a cozy home here, which I never visited ever even after his hundreds of request to spend my vacations with him.
Though he was not at home, but he txted me where to find the spare keys,
I opened the doors which lead me to a simple but inviting living room.
It was dimly lit with comfy couch, calm pastels and soulful browns, so like zac full of warmth.
I kept my luggage in one of the bedroom, and started to work on my project, which I have to submit in the university. I was so engulfed in my work that didn't even recognised when dusk crawled in.
But still no signs of zac, I tried to call him but it went to the voicemail. Why is he so busy now a days?
I wanted to distract myself from that nagging feeling of being followed, so I thought of cooking something, maybe Zac's favorite dish would be a good surprise for him.
So I marched towards the kitchen
Cooked meatballs with pasta, baked his favorite chocolate cookies. And arranged everything on the dinning table.
But alas! he didn't came, and I drifted away due to tiredness.
" You cannot run away from your destiny you are the chosen one, you have to accept your responsibilities lead and protect your people, Zac mask that little catastrophe known as ur sister and bring her back to our home where she rightly belongs"

"No zac you cannot do this to me
I was the one who saved your life and now are you going to kidnap me for this egomaniac, please don't do this to me."
To be continued....

© Sanhita Sonavane
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