Chapter 29: Coincidences

Charlotte’s pov

I am going to find it first.

I have been staying in this building for months hoping that something would lead me to what I am looking for.

I opened the apartment and I kept pacing around hoping that I would find something.

I don’t know how but I do know that somehow the witch left clues behind.

A few years ago, I just thought that I was possessed by an evil spirit or something.

And that in order to get her out of my body I needed to find answers.

Honestly, it’s a theory that my father and I have been operating on for years.

But what the vampire King was talking about actually made sense a lot even if I didn’t want to admit it.

I believe that somehow I am the reincarnation of that witch.

I believe her name is Scarlet.

This means that now I can actually try and piece everything together.

I never got the answer because I always got pieces of a puzzle that never really made sense.

From what I picked up she is really into poetry as a way to express herself.

I have collected about 100 poems that I have suspected were written by her because of the penmanship.

But because the topics were always different and weren’t related to one another it never made sense.

And now that I am looking at it from a point of view of this whole reincarnation it might make sense.

Every poem is based on the lives she lived every time when she was reincarnated.

Obviously somehow she might have picked up on a few things and left clues.

In one of the poems, she left behind there was a riddle behind the paper.

The riddle’s answer was coordinates that led me directly to this building which is why I am here.

But one thing is certain, I don’t know if I can trust the Vampire King.

And even if I can someone like him will draw a lot of attention my way which is what I don’t want.

But if he is also here and is looking for something then what?

Was he simply just lying?

But why would he lie?

I have made it clear that I am not Scarlet, and I can’t be in anyway the love of his life.

I have no interest in completing a love story that I have no idea about.

Maybe I am the reincarnation of Scarlet, but at the end of the day I am Charlotte Bishop.

I am my father’s daughter, I stopped pacing around because it doesn’t matter anyway.

It doesn’t matter that the Vampire King is in the apartment next to mine and is looking for something that I am looking for.

I don’t even know what it is that I am supposed to find but I know that I need to find it.

I feel it, the overwhelming edge that it’s something that I really need to see.

I looked around at the many boxes of all the things we have collected in the years.

My father did say that some of the poems.

Judging from the paper they were written on and the language.

We tried to predict when they could have been written and tried to create a timeline.

But it never really made sense since we thought it was a spirit.

I looked at each box again and they were still in that order.

Now that I have that little pearl of wisdom I realized how sad this girl’s life has been.

I wonder really, what is it that she did that was so bad that she was cursed like this?

In most of her poems, or in most of her many lives she was constantly cursing her fate.

And I think that in most of them she died very young as we look for her obituaries.

I honestly wonder what sin she could have committed.

The blood poem isn’t something that I could really make sense of.

I think the poem of the blood mark explains why she was cursed, but I also think there is more to it.

But one story at a time.

I bet somehow in her many lives she must have found an answer somehow before she was killed.

Somehow she must have found a way to get rid of this curse or at least an explanation.

Now my soul mission is to find out all I can about her past lives and maybe that will awaken something.

Since I am her and she is me then it means that all the memories of her past lives are also mine.

All I need to do right now is continue digging into her past lives and follow any clue that I can find.

Maybe somehow one of the many lives I have led will help me regain all my memories.

And then I will be able to get rid of this blood mark curse and live my life.

I slowly opened my eyes when I heard the door of my apartment open.

“I am back” Alexa said, and her eyes landed on me, and she seemed concerned.

“Ever since you met the Vampire King and that Alpha Prince you have been working yourself to the bone. What’s wrong?” she asked me, and I just shrugged.

“I have just grown impatient right now; I really need answers and I am tired of waiting for them” I replied, and she nodded.

“And you know right? the sooner we find answers about my curse and the solution then the sooner we will find answers for your thing” I said, and she smiled.

“Answers about my life can wait, your life is what matters right now.

Like literally if you don’t find answers you might get killed by a mob of angry witches” she said, and I nodded.

“Yeah, I am actually really amazing aren’t I?

I haven’t thought about it, but I have somehow managed to escape thousands of witches trying to kill me” I said with my head held high.

“That you have done, but you also need to wash the dishes. Its your day today” she replied, and I groaned.

I got up and washed the dishes while Alexa started cooking and I looked at her and smiled a bit.

I developed my love for cooking from my parents at a very young age.

We would just cook together as a family and help one another.

My father and David really used it as a son father bond which was always very cute.

It’s sad, I know that I have been separated from everything I know but I feel sad at times.

My little brother was also separated from our father whom he adored more than anything.

He had to grow up without a father figure which is probably the hardest thing for a boy.

I know for certain that growing up without a mother figure was really hard for me.

Both our lives were turned upside down in just one day.

The next day I woke up early to open the restaurant since Alexa was the one to close up.

I got a text from her telling me that she forgot to tell me about the new recruit who will start soon.

It would be great to have an extra set of hands considering how hard It was to find one.

Its actually really strange that it was this hard for us to find a waiter.

The economy we live in sucks, so I know for a fact that a lot of people are looking for jobs.

Then how was it that everyone who applied somehow cancelled coming to the interview? 

There was a knock on the backdoor that employees use every time they come in.

I unlocked the door and looked at the guy confused;

I can’t forget this face at all.

The face does stand out because he is handsome but what stood out the most was the grey eyes.

“What are you doing here?” I asked him and he smiled.

“Logan reporting for duty ma’am” he said, and I looked at him confused. What?

“What do you mean reporting for duty? Are you the new recruit?” I asked him and he nodded.

Werewolves tend to be very obsessive.

So it was surprising when he just let me go just like that.

I guess I was wrong, he didn’t let me go just like that because here he is.

I don’t believe in coincidences no matter how much they might have occurred.

There is no way that somehow.

After several people we had interviews confirmed with just cancelled for no reason.

Somehow, the one person who lends the job is the guy who believes I am his soulmate.

And I am not stupid, but I also know that suddenly buying a useless building.

And then renovating an apartment in the middle of the night so you can move in the next day.

Come on, I dare you to tell me that these are all coincidences?