Rewriting My Heart's Fate (Ethan and Evelyn) novel Chapter 299

Chapter 299) 

The sunlight streamed through the cracks in the curtains, warm and grotle as if whispering to me that a new day had begun and it was time to leave the past behi 

and embrace the future. 

Allerwashing up, I changed into something casual, ready to head out and enjoy the morning in this new country. But as I reached for the ring on my desk, I notic something unsettling–the paper crane was missing 

“This can’t be!” 

Last night, after retuning to the dors, I didn’t immediately go to sleep. Instead, I took out a sheet of light blue paper and folded a paper crane. 

been moved slightly. 

I remember distinctly leaving it on my nightstand. But now, the crane was gone, and the ring had also b 

My heart began to race. Could it be that last night wasn’t just a dream? Had he really come to my room? 

I quickly scanned the room, hoping to find some trace of the paper crane, some evidence that would explain its disappearance. 

But the room remained eerily still, devoid of any presence but mine. 

I began to doubt myself, thinking perhaps I had simply imagined it all, that the vividness of the dream was a product of my mind’s deep longing. 

But the missing paper crane… That small, nagging detall felt like a seed planted in my heart, taking root and growing into something I couldn’t easily dismiss. 

I kept telling myself it was only a dream, but deep down, a voice whispered, “What if he really was here?” 

Determined to find the truth, I searched every comer of the room, looking for any sign confirming or denying my suspicions. 

After what felt like ages, I found nothing until I noticed the door was slightly ajar. 

Suddenly, it all made sense. I had fallen into a deep sleep, likely alter consuming something that induced drowsiness. Ether he had truly been here, or someone was The fact that nothing harmful had been done during such an opportune moment only deepened the mystery. Whoever it was, t immediately clear. 

pretending 

be him, slipping into my life when I was at my most vulnerable. 

they had a purpose that wasn’t 

My mind felt overwhelmed, the pressure building as I tried to piece together the puzzle. I decided to push it aside for now, not wanting to let it weigh me down any 

further. 

After pulling myself together, theaded downstairs to join the group 

udents, you’ll be attending classes here. Since you’re in your third year, you’ll be joining the other students. I’ll take you to your new classroom,” Mr. Watly explained, meticulously arranging everything for us. 

with our design tools in hand, we walked into the new classroom, greeted by unfamiliar faces. I couldn’t shake the sudden sense of me, the feeling of being out of place