As i walked closer to the shelf the faint line of scraped off Paint became more visible.
My face fell in confusion as I touched the wall... The roughness of the paint grazed against my skin.
It felt very odd, for the fully painted wall to be scratched at a certain place, with perfectly dimensional line, maybe it's a... compartment, as I tried everything to take it out to the point where I thought that maybe i was just seeing things; pressing it, sliding it up, down, left, right and in the end I gave up, walked out of the closet and grabbed a pair of scissors from the desk in the room and walked back to the closet.
I stabbed the scissors in the wall twisting it and pulled it out towards me as a square peice of plaster broke apart from the wall and it got separated attached to a drawer with papers piled up in it -Along with a small voice recorder.
My eyes widened with surprise and i took the whole compartment out of the wall, It was slightly heavy. I quickly grabbed it with both my hands and then slowly kept it on the floor.
Shuffling through the pile of papers i found all the documents of Laurel, Her degree, Her passport, her black amex, her certificates, all lined up one after another, all important documents.
I picked up the next paper, and opened it,
It was a letter written by Laurel,
A letter written to me, her replacement.
I scoffed, this has to be some kind of joke or maybe I'm seeing things.
I shouldn't have let the novel and fantasies get to my head, this isn't real.
Nibbling the corner of my lips I started reading the letter.
To the New me,
First of all congratulations on finding this letter, I don't know if it's late or not...but I'm glad you found it. I know it could be shocking, to read this letter and you might have a lot of questions too and you should have them, but the thing is I don't have much time. Katherine is sending me off to country side, as a punishment because I didn't act accordingly in front of her friends like she had ordered me to do so, well let me get straight to the point, a few days ago at my brother's business party, I had went along with him as his partner, where I met a lady... I don't know her, who she was nor did she tell me her name, all she informed me about was that my life was in danger...and one way or another my death is bound to take place.
I know now that this world, the world i live in is not real, it's a novel someone wrote based on their imagination, to be honest it hurts, that in the end, the man I fell in love with... will never be mine.
The woman strictly told me not to tell anyone, because I have to leave and you would be coming in my place and honestly I don't believe this kind of shit but what can i do? I want to live...so I'm trusting her and leaving.
I have kept all my documents in this compartments so you can use them, and leave... because you have to leave this mansion, ask Kalix he will support you a lot...and I'm sorry for making you deal with my problems, be careful and best of luck... I don't know if we will get to meet each other or not but i wish you the best...and if you do end up marrying Cassian...so all my blessings are with you, just Live.
Laurel Miller~
The letter was like a thunderbolt, what was this? What is this?
I digged in the compartment again to find another paper but my hand touched a hard thing beneath it...it felt like a box.
After taking it out of the compartment and unwrapping it...my shoulders slumped in terror...it was It..the Book.
It was The Call of Fate.
My hands were trembling as I flipped open the book, word to word everything matched with the copy I had in the real world...
A paper fell from between the pages, bringing it close to me, I began reading it...it was another letter, but this time it had no name.
Laurel, i know it would be shocking to what I had told you, but this is the truth, this world is not real, not a single thing about your life is real, and you have to face it... face the truth... You are just a character in this novel who dies a pitiful death after you try to kill the woman your husband had loved -your husband Cassian Valor- to make you believe I sent you the book...read it...and you will find many similarities... But differences too... But now I have decided to save you... because I can't bare to see you die...so please run away...run away when your stepmother will send you off to the country side...I will be there for you...and you will be free from your fate ...there will be another girl who will come to take your place, I will be waiting for you there, you don't have to know where, I will come and get you, and we will leave, and someone else will be left there at your place.
The letter ended, all these new revelations broke down on me like tone of bricks, my hands weren't stopping shivering.
I have to leave.
Yes,
Leaving this mansion, it will be all good. Tomorrow–
No, I should leave now. Or as soon as I can.
With trembling hands I packed all the things back in the compartment as I put it back in the hole on the wall. My body was shivering, and I could feel the pulsating pain in my temples.
I picked up the phone and tried every password i could think of, but every time it rejected, the timer had gone off now and I could only try again after 30 second.
My frustration was growing at every passing second, and I couldn't stop the shivering in my body either, My breath kept elevating, while I kept thinking for the password.
I began biting my nail not able to think of anything.
—wait— Laurel's brithday.
Yes, she was born on 29th February, She hated how she was only able to celebrate her birthday once in four years.
As soon as the timer had turned off I tried that password but it was a failure and I again resumed thinking hard about what it could be. What did laurel loved the most? What was her favourite thing?
Cassian...yes! Cassian!
Yes! I quickly rushed to the bed and stumbed my toe on the bed side groaning in pain.
"Shit—"
Stuffling the groan down I picked up the pillow I had slept last night on and found the journal kept safely under there...and quickly flipped throught the pages.
Where is it? Where is it? There! there it is!
The first diary entry Laurel wrote, when she for the very first time saw Cassian at the Grand opening ceremony of Miller Productions!