Emma sat in her room, crestfallen. It all came back to her in quick flashes.
She was ecstatic when she had met the ‘man’. Her heart leapt in joyful gallops when he smiled at her.
It had been five years but still the memory was as fresh as the morning dew.
On a whim she sat in her car and reached the same spot where her fantasies had culminated into reality.
As she stood there, fresh tears blurred her vision.
It was the back door of the stage where five years ago she got to meet her idol.
Then, she saw something.
It seemed a hazy silhouette at first, but then she saw him.
He stood there smiling at her looking as dashing as ever.
She looked at him unbelievingly.
He walked through the alley which had ‘no entry’ written in bold letters.
She stared at him going through the pathway and then he walked through the closed black shutter.
A shiver ran down her spine.
Shocked, she looked at the newspaper she held.
The headline said, “Renowned pop artist and guitarist die in a freak accident”.
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