Love, Lies & Death ( A Sherlock Fanfiction)
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"How are you dealing with your Philophobia?" Sherlock asked, completely ignoring John, who looked more confused as ever. "You haven't forgotten about that, have you?" Minerva smiled at him. Nine years ago she had met him and already knew something was special about him. His deduction skills were something she'd never seen before and yet he still remebered her fear of falling in love. "I'm doing fine, Sherlock. How about you?"
Sherlock knew what she was hinting at. He had learned that Minerva was a master at reading peoples emotions within seconds. She must have seen the love in his eyes. He recalled her saying: "A look into someones eyes, for even just a second, is enough for me to know exactly what their feeling." Knowing he would lie to her, Sherlock answered: "I'm doing well."
"I'm sorry, but what the bloody hell is going on?" John inquired.
A little piece from my story.
This Fanfic contains Johnlock, two of my Oc's and lots of mysteries.
Be prepaaaaaareeeed. *vibes to Be prepared*
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