I was left there with silence and the woman who still needed my help. I brought her to the church, held her hand, and closed my eyes. While in a vision, she explained to me how her husband treated her, how he insulted her, how desperately in love she was with him, and how she tried to do everything right just so he could reciprocate her feelings.
My eyes were about to fill with tears, but I quickly pulled myself together and gave her the advice. I told her to follow her heart and leave him so she could be free and give her strength to find happiness somewhere far from him. I saw her in the future with another man and a child but i felt something was off. They were dressed like they were about to go to a funeral. The woman was holding a candle and there were so many people around her. It was a huge crowd wanting to leave flowers there. When I saw who passed away, my heart started racing and I felt a cold sweat forming on my forehead. It was a girl but not any random girl... ME?!
Since that day nothing was as it was, more and more people gathered around me, asking and begging for help. They even started tracking where I was going just to beg for help. I knew that I needed to find a place for those rituals and miracles so I decided to confess to my family. First were my grandma and aunt. When I told them at first, they thought I was out of my mind.
I explained so much that at some point everything sounded like a lie or a joke.
They asked if I had bumped my head or gone completely insane, I couldn’t take it anymore because they didn’t give me a chance to explain, so I decided to prove myself. They looked smug but agreed.
Grandma: If you can find a person from your so-called clients and they explain that to us, we will consider helping.
So, I decided to look for the girl who I helped.
I went to the park where she came every day and told her that I needed help with this and if she helped I would fi
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