Strings of Fate

Strings of Fate

2- Shifters and Scribbles

Trying to distract myself from the mysterious blue thread, I work harder than I ever have in my life. Sadly, my tips don’t show it. The customers who come here really do tend to be rather snobby. I am watching the clock as 1 work.

About an hour has passed when I finally allow myself to glance at my blue thread again. I gasp as I realise that the person it is connected to is in the restaurant right now. It leads to a woman sitting at table thirteen.

She looks to be in her early twenties like me and has pitch black hair with a slight wave to it cascading down her back. It is only a couple inches shorter than mine. Her skin is tan and. even from over here I can see she is absolutely stunning.

Trying to keep my nervousness from my face, I approach the table to take her order. As I come close, she looks up and meets my eyes and Lam surprised to see they are a golden. yellow colour. I glance down at her arm. She is wearing a gorgeous black dress that is probably worth more than I make in an entire month.

Thankfully, it is a halter neck which leaves her arms totally clear so I can see her mark. Her marks are black and the design wrapping around her arm is striking, I notice there are slashes through it that look like they might be meant to look like claw marks. Combining that with her golden eyes, it is pretty clear that she is a Shifter.

This concerns me a little, as Shifters don’t tend to befriend people who aren’t also Shifters. In fact, even amongst themselves, Shifters are picky about who they associate with.

You would rarely see a feline Shifter befriending a canine, rodent or reptile Shifter for example. I start to feel disheartened when I remind myself of the blue thread which is already solidifying and becoming more stable after this slight interaction.

Our friendship is already certain. I need to have faith in that.

I am about to ask for her order when a not–very–subtle cough from the man seated across

from her draws my attention. I had been so caught up in the Shifter woman, my friend–to–be, that I hadn’t even noticed she was with someone.

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that was somewhere between blonde and bronze and, like the woman, has yellowish eyes, although his tip more towards orange than gold.

take their orders and flee to deliver their slip to the kitchen. I fetch the bottle of wine the man requested and as I bring it to their table. I take the time to

man also has a thread. It is solid and red and leads out towards the door and out of sight. He has already met his

which is even more difficult than usual as I am completely distracted watching table thirteen out of the corner

meal and I

his seat and

Earth is

and pulls a hand up to cover

see as she accepts. There are tears running down her face as she leans forward to kiss the man and he places the ring on her finger. A round of applause goes around the restaurant as everyone begins to congratulate the happy couple. Under Anthony’s

he has another soul mate. He has already met his soul mate, so how can he be proposing to another woman right now? What should I do? Should I be doing

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threads are fates, so they don’t need my assistance. But if this woman really

can only end in heartbreak. Before I get the chance to talk myself out of it, I scribble

be unpleasant to hear, I thought I should tell you now in an attempt to spare you more pain in the future. One day I hope to explain myself properly but for now

I am truly sorry.

hesitate, unsure if I should sign the note. I have no idea how this woman is going to react. I know she will be my friend

I can’t bring myself to make the note entirely anonymous either. I quickly

to slip her the note in a way that won’t alert the man. I decide to try and slip it into her bag which

make sure to accidentally slip and drop it on the floor. I bend to pick it up and quickly slip my note in the woman’s bag before I get to my feet, apologise and place the folder on the table directly

it makes sense for me to pay. Besides. once we marry, what’s mine will be

she gets home. I release the breath as

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