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Meant To Be Yours

A young woman was found unconscious by two siblings, Fleur and Miguel, on Fraser Island in the quiet countryside of Australia. They took her in and nursed her back to health. Fleur, being a nurse, soon discovered that the young woman had amnesia—she remembered nothing from her past, not even her own name. The siblings decided to accommodate her and gave her a new name, Elva, chosen by Fleur. As they lived together, the three of them formed a close, unbreakable bond that quickly became the envy of everyone around them. But Miguel carried a hidden burden. He suffered from a rare condition called “Rare Syndrome,” an uncured, debilitating disease that had stolen his chance to chase his talent and dreams. In his desperate search for a false cure, Miguel nearly lost his life. Everything grew even more complicated when Miguel and Elva fell deeply, hopelessly in love. As the story unfolded, difficult questions rose to the surface: Would their world remain the same once Elva regained her memory? What would happen when she discovered she already had a fiancé— a fiancé willing to do anything, absolutely anything, to get her back? And above all… would Miguel survive the cruel disease threatening his life? Tighten your seatbelt and dive into this emotional, romantic, adventurous, and suspense-filled novel titled MEANT TO BE YOURS.
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Chapter 3

Mig’s POV

I sat on the couch in the living room after lunch. Fleur was outside with Elva, showing her around the house.

My mind flew back to when I saw her unclad. I couldn’t seem to get the image out of my mind. Her body was thick and beautiful, with alluring curves.

I kept stealing glances at her while we were eating lunch. Her boobs pushed against the T-shirt.

Even the jeans fitted her like second skin.

Her shape was just overwhelming.

Of course I should stop this! She’s a stranger, for goodness’ sake. But I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

I slapped the remote control on my head and kept mumbling.

"Mig," I heard Fleur call, interrupting my thoughts. I turned and saw Fleur and Elva standing behind me.

"Elva wants to borrow your favourite novel. She read the summary in the library and said she would like to read the entire novel, so I brought her here to ask for your permission. Can she take it?" Fleur asked.

That was my favourite novel, but I had no choice — not when Elva was using those cute eyes to plead with me.

"Please, bro. I know it’s your favourite, but just lend it to her for some days," Fleur said, and I nodded.

Elva shifted behind her, and I wondered if she was shy to ask me herself.

"Okay, but please make sure it doesn’t get torn," I said, and a smile lit up her face.

"Thanks, Mig," Elva said.

"You are welcome. And trust me, you’re gonna enjoy it," I said, and her smile widened.

"Come, Elva. I have to show you your room before I leave for work," Fleur said.

"That room I was in…" Elva mumbled.

"Oh, that’s my room. I just thought you’d like your privacy, so I decided to give you another room. But we can stay together in mine if you want," Fleur said.

"No, it’s okay. I will stay in the other room you prepared for me," Elva said. "But the clothes are still in your room," she added.

"Okay, let’s go pack the clothes to your room," Fleur said, and they both walked away. Fleur led the way, while Elva was at the back. I kept staring at her until they cornered into the passage.

"Mig, get a grip on yourself," I mumbled, slapping the remote control on my head.

"Ouch… It hurts."

Elva’s POV

I lay on the soft bed in my new room after Fleur had shown me around the house.

She had left for work, saying she was on afternoon shift.

My room was as big as Fleur’s. It had a one-seater couch beside a little shelf, a fireplace opposite the bed, and a bedside table with a table lamp on it. The floor was covered in floorboards — virtually all the floors in the house were.

I checked the bathroom, and it looked fine.

This house was big. I kept staring in surprise when Fleur was showing me around. It was big and beautiful with clean surroundings. She showed me the stable, and I saw their two horses. She also showed me the farmhouse.

But what interested me most was the library. There were tons of novels in there, and I had the urge to read them all.

Did I read novels before? I asked myself. But how would I know?

The first novel that caught my fancy was Mig’s favourite novel. The summary really got me, and I yearned to read it.

I stared at it in my hand and smiled. I was glad he agreed to lend it to me.

I positioned the pillow comfortably beneath my head and began reading.

**

"Oh my God… to hell with Nicky, for embarrassing Elara on her first day in school. This seems more interesting than I thought…"

I heard a knock on the door and stood up from the bed. I slipped my feet into the bunny slippers Fleur gave me and walked to the door.

I opened it and saw Mig standing there.

"Hmm… I was thinking if you’d like to watch a movie with me," he said.

Ohhh… I badly wanted to continue reading the novel, but I couldn’t turn him down — not when he had been so nice.

"Okay, I would love to," I said, and he smiled. I closed the door and followed him to the living room.

I saw some biscuits in a wide plate with two cups of chilled orange juice. I sat on the couch while he went to switch on the TV and insert the disc into the DVD player.

"It’s a K-drama. I purchased it when I went to the city," he said, walking back to me. He sat on the couch beside me.

"City?" I asked.

"Yes. We are in the countryside of Australia — Fraser Island, to be precise," he said.

"Ohhh," I said.

"The countryside is a beautiful place to live. The only disadvantage is the power supply. The power is supplied once in a while, but with the fresh air and the natural things you’ll see around, you won’t even notice the power issue," Mig said.

"Really?" I asked.

"Of course," he said.

Where did I stay before? Was it in the countryside or the city? I thought, but I couldn’t remember.

Gosh, why can’t I just remember a thing? I thought furiously.

"I believe the floor is the best place to sit or lie while watching a movie. So, should we?" Mig asked.

"Of course," I said, and we both slid to the floor and began watching the movie, crunching the biscuits and sipping the juice.

"I’m home!" we heard, and we turned toward the door.

It was Fleur, holding two full big nylons.

"Welcome, Fleur," I said, standing up to meet her.

"Welcome, sis," Mig said.

"Thanks, guys," Fleur said.

"Elva, come with me. I need to show you some things," Fleur said.

"Mig, can you please pause the movie? I will be right back," I said.

"Okay," he said.

"Thank you," I said and followed Fleur to her room.

We entered her room, and she handed me a nylon bag.

"Fleur, the clothes you bought for me are okay for now," I said, already feeling like a burden.

"No, Elva. I would have bought you more in the morning if I knew you would be staying here. Just accept it, okay? You really need it," she said, and I collected the nylon from her.

"Thanks so much, Fleur," I said.

"It’s nothing," she said. "And take this," she said, stretching a smaller nylon bag to me. I collected it with a "thanks."

"It contains some sanitary pads. I hope you didn’t forget how to use it?" she asked.

"No. Thanks so much, Fleur," I said.

"It’s okay. If you need anything, just let me know, okay?" she said, and I nodded. I couldn’t resist the urge to pull her into a hug.

Was this how nice people were?

How could these people be so nice to a stranger overnight?

Fleur was nice and caring — the perfect definition of a nurse.

I hugged her and sobbed quietly on her shoulder.

"It’s okay, Elva. I understand. Don’t cry, okay?" Fleur said, and I nodded, pulling away from the hug.

"Thanks so much, Fleur," I said.

"It’s nothing… Now go meet Mig. You’re keeping him waiting," she said, and I nodded, thanked her once more, and left her room.

I walked inside my room, dropped the clothes in the cupboard, the sanitary pads on the shelf, then hurried back to meet Mig.

I entered the living room and met him patiently waiting.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, Mig," I said, sitting on the floor beside him.

"It’s fine," he smiled, and we resumed watching.

But my mind kept drifting to the novel I was reading. I couldn’t wait to finish watching this movie. I needed to go and read what Nicky did to Elara at the cafeteria.

**

We finished watching the movie, and I said thanks to Mig. I stood up, about to continue the novel when I heard sounds from the kitchen.

"Is someone in the kitchen?" I asked Mig.

"Yes, it’s Fleur. She’s preparing dinner," he said.

"Wow, I didn’t know it was evening already," I said and went to join Fleur in the kitchen.

...

We finished eating dinner. Fleur and I washed the dishes, and we all sat in the living room and watched another K-drama for a couple of hours.

I started yawning and was already half-asleep on the couch when Fleur woke me up to go to my room.

We exchanged goodnights.

I landed on my bed immediately I entered my room and fell into a dreamless sleep.

T.B.C

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