It was an ordinary day. I woke up at at 5:15 a.m. and snoozed until 5:30 a.m. Then slipped out of my pajamas, and into my workout clothes. I exercised on a yoga mat for an hour then head to the kitchen. I prepared breakfast and woke up the little one. I helped her to dress and cherished the extra three minutes of sweet cuddle time with her. Eventually we sat down to eat and continued our morning routine until a knock on the front door was heard.
That was weird.
I opened the door and stared at the uninvited guest/intruder/stranger who stood awkwardly. The little one waddled to the front door and held my hand. The stranger smiled. That was a creepy smile. He looked down at my daughter and waved his hand.
"Hello, I'm your father,"
I had never seen this person.
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The Stranger Who Knocked On My Door (Michaeng)
FanfictionShe was a proud single mother to a beautiful daughter. She was a career woman who loved her job. She was happy and satisfied with her life. Until a stranger appeared out of thin air, threatening to snatch her happiness away. But, who'd know? That s...
