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Her heart sped up as she reached the steps, Martha will probably think she's crazy walking all this way just to discuss a sketch.
Y/N experienced a moment of hesitation, finger close to the doorbell but not knowing if she should actually press it or not.
Why was this so important to her?
Lewis was right, this was her reality.
It wasn't too late to turn around and chase after her friend, they could do as he suggested and grab some snacks before heading to the beach but the moment she dropped her hand the door flew open.
"Y/N, leaving so soon?" Martha's voice greeted her, putting to rest any doubts she had moments before.
"It's probably going to sound crazy but I came to talk with you about the sketch." Y/N nibbled nervously on her bottom lip.
"Oh nonsense, it doesn't sound crazy at all. I've actually been waiting for you to show up here, didn't think it would happen so quickly." Martha chuckled, stepping aside.
"Please come in, make yourself comfortable. I'll make us some lemonade and we can have that discussion, then you can see the others."
Y/N furrowed her brow, following Martha inside.
"Others?" She asked, tone one of confusion.
What others?
"I haven't been able to stop since you described him to me all those years ago, you were so young but the way you spoke of him.....with so much passion and certainty. I truly think he's real, you know what they say about soul mates. That no matter where in the world your other half is, no matter what separates you be it culture, wealth or religion.....you'll always feel that pull until you finally find each other."
Y/N always knew Martha was little eccentric, always beating to the rhythm of her own drum but never had she appeared so crazed about something before.
"Take a seat dear, I'll be right back with the lemonade."
Y/N was left alone in the living room, still reeling over Martha's bizarre behaviour.
Was it really wise to be here?
Was the sketch that important?
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To the right of the fireplace was a bookcase filled with tales of Cornish myths and legends, Y/N loved reading and was soon immersed in Martha's intriguing collection.
Her fingertips gently ran over the spines of worn books
King Arthur & Lady Guinevere
Arthur & Lancelot
The Knights Of The Round Table
The Hidden Kingdom
The Hidden Kingdom was something new and exciting, a story she was yet to discover and so she removed it from the shelf and eagerly turned the first page.
Yet the moment her eyes fell upon a familiar face she gasped, this couldn't be.
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"I see you truly are destined, out of all the books you could pick it was that one which called to you."
Y/N spun around to find Martha holding two glasses of lemonade.
"Martha what the hell is going on here? What is this book? Who is he?" Y/N turned the book around, pointing at the image.
"I think you need to sit down my love, I've got so much to tell you and now you're finally ready to hear it."
Finally ready for what?
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