Henry was on his way to meet his fiancée’s parents for the first time when an unexpected commotion on the bus altered his path. After intervening in a theft, he missed his stop and received a cryptic warning from a mysterious elderly woman. As tensions rose during the dinner with Emily’s parents, a shocking revelation threatened to unravel everything.
The city buzzed with life as Henry sat on the bus, nervously clutching a bouquet. He was on his way to meet his fiancée’s parents for the first time. The weight of this meeting pressed heavily on him as he wanted everything to be perfect.
His mind raced with possible scenarios and conversations, trying to anticipate every question they might ask. Henry wanted to impress Emily’s parents and prove himself worthy to their son-in-law.
Suddenly, a commotion erupted at the front of the bus interrupting Henry’s line of thought. A teenage boy, no older than sixteen, was attempting to steal a wallet from an elderly woman. Without hesitation, Henry leaped to his feet.
“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?” Henry’s voice echoed through the bus.The teen looked startled and tried to run, but Henry grabbed him by the arm and held on until the driver stopped the bus and called the police. The other passengers watched in a mix of admiration and relief as the boy was taken away.
The elderly woman, her hands trembling, looked up at Henry with gratitude. “Thank you, young man. You saved me.”
“It was nothing,” Henry replied with a warm smile. “Just glad I could help.”
In the chaos, Henry realized he had missed his stop. Panic surged through him. He checked his watch; he was already running late. As he prepared to make his way back, the elderly woman followed him off the bus.
“Please, let me thank you properly,” she said. “My name is Agnes, and I have a gift for seeing the future. Would you allow me to read your fortune?”
Henry hesitated. “I appreciate the offer, but I’m really in a hurry. I’m meeting my fiancée’s parents for the first time today.”
Agnes’s eyes darkened. “Who rushes to a funeral?” she said cryptically.
Henry frowned. “What funeral? I’m meeting the love of my life’s parents.”
“Believe me, if you go there, a funeral is inevitable. If you want to avoid this, never tell her father your real last name.”
Henry’s heart skipped a beat. “What do you mean?”
“Your real last name is tied to something dark. Her father will recognize it, and it will lead to tragedy. Trust me.”
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