CHAPTER SIX : Chasing the Ghost With Crimson Eyes
Daniel couldn’t stop thinking about her.
The woman from the café.
Her eyes were wrong—too ancient, too knowing.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡONDiekokUG
Her voice carried weight, like it had echoed across lifetimes.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe0cAPFD54C
And her presence? It left fingerprints on his soul.
He’d tried to shake it off.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRl5U3hL6QB
Tried to drown her in work, routine, noise.
But every time he closed his eyes, she was there.
Not just her face—her essence.
The soft rustle of wings.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSHrwDh3U0g
The scent of fire and night.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaaujjr2b0N
The way his chest clenched like a warning and a wish at the same time.
So he searched.
Back at the café. Then the street. Then the alley behind it.
Everywhere he’d seen her.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgmLbZiDuoP
Nowhere she remained.
People thought he was losing it.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJuxCAkyWrv
Maybe he was.
But obsession has its own language, its own logic.
And Daniel?14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7OkflhfrDW
He was fluent now.
Meanwhile, high above the city, Lilith watched.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPGJo7idKa5
Invisible. Untouchable. Aching.
She told herself it was kindness.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvJV8CJnz66
That distance was mercy.
But watching him look for her…
Watching him need her like a man slowly starving…
It shattered every wall she’d built since the fall.
Because what’s the point of survival…14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwYDTdYKtmJ
If the soul you once lived for forgets how to feel you?
So she broke her rule again.
Rain poured as Daniel stepped out of the bookstore.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8FJe5evlby
Defeated. Drenched.
Then he saw her.
Across the street, under a flickering lamppost.
Soaked. Bare. Beautiful.
Their eyes locked.
And without a word, she walked toward him.
Slow. Bold. Reckless.
He didn’t speak.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl5jOjmjkOe
He didn’t dare.
Until she was inches away—close enough to drown in her breath.
“Why me?” he asked, trembling.
Her answer?
“Because every version of you still owns me.”
And then…
She kissed him.
In the middle of the storm.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe7CQQR1QGZ
In front of the world.14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCAsjNGamXM
In defiance of fate.
And in that moment—he knew:
He was already falling.
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