MARY_OMONOWA

Synopsis of the story
Found His Love Letters—From the Future

When Penny stumbles upon an antique desk at a quirky little shop, she never expects to find a hidden stash of love letters—especially ones written to her. Even weirder? They’re signed by a man who hasn’t been born yet.

At first, she thinks it’s a prank. The letters are too heartfelt, too personal, too… perfect. But as she keeps reading, she realizes the writer knows things about her no one else should. Favorite songs she hasn’t discovered yet. Memories she hasn’t made. Secrets she’s never told anyone.

Then one day, she meets him. The guy from the letters. Except he has no clue who she is. No swooning. No déjà vu. Just a blank, polite smile. And now Penny has a problem: how do you make someone fall in love with you when they already have—but haven’t yet?

With time twisting around her and a future love story hanging in the balance, Penny must uncover the truth behind the letters before time runs out. Because if she gets this wrong, she might not just lose the love of her life—she might erase it completely.

A romantic, time-bending mystery filled with laughs, longing, and love that transcends time itself.

YOURS FROM TOMORROW

Penny's fingers trembled as she picked up the next letter.

She told herself it was just the cold draft creeping in through her apartment's cracked window. Not fear. Not anticipation.

She wasn't just holding old paper and dried ink. She was holding a question that shouldn't exist.

Taking a steadying breath, she unfolded the next letter.

The words, penned in flowing, poetic strokes, seemed to breathe off the page, as if the writer had poured everything into them—heart, soul, and something more… longing.

"Penny, I miss you. And I know how strange that sounds—how impossible. But I do. I miss you like a memory that hasn't happened yet."

"You always tell me I speak in riddles. But I don't know how else to say it: I love you, and I have always loved you—even before you knew me."

"I dream of you, even though we haven't met yet in your time. I see you laughing at something I haven't said yet. I watch you turn to me with that half-smile, the one where you're trying to hide how much you care. And I swear, I don't know how time works, but I know this—I know us."

"No matter what happens, Penny… I will find you."

The words shook her.

The weight of them pressed against her chest, tangled in her ribs.

She had expected old-fashioned romance. Maybe a tragic tale of lost love. But this? This felt… alive. Urgent. A message not from the past, but from somewhere else entirely.

Penny swallowed hard, gripping the edges of the letter.

Her logical brain screamed for an explanation. Maybe the desk's previous owner was named Penny Carter. Maybe this was some elaborate prank.

But something in her gut whispered: No. This is different.

Her name wasn't common. And the details in the letters—they were too specific, too her.

She ran her fingers over the ink, feeling the ghost of the person who had written it.

A stranger. A mystery. A voice reaching out through time, whispering words that shouldn't exist yet.

She sat there, cross-legged on the floor, staring at the letters, feeling watched. Not in a sinister way, but in a way that made her heart race—like someone was waiting for her reaction.

She should have put the letters away, sealed them up, and pretended she had never found them.

But Penny had never been the kind of person to walk away from a mystery.

Especially not one that had already found her first.

So, with a deep breath, she reached for the next letter.

And as she read, time itself began to unravel.

Chapter 4: Words That Shouldn’t Exist