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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvoZrRI713W
Her voice carried weight, like it had echoed across lifetimes.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF173SXyvQD
And her presence? It left fingerprints on his soul.
He’d tried to shake it off.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEWlWxeIv4s
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDqK6pzn9sb
The scent of fire and night.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUKpyJd51vZ
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi6wKJfdoxb
Nowhere she remained.
People thought he was losing it.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm5wxjCGiUm
Maybe he was.
But obsession has its own language, its own logic.
And Daniel?9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG0FOlqmn6B
He was fluent now.
Meanwhile, high above the city, Lilith watched.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKABxuFsJ9l
Invisible. Untouchable. Aching.
She told herself it was kindness.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWa5Uba31cf
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…9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT0VDioPbgw
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm2T1BY3LCB
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡynNj4A6k2q
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.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLYvKv5GL6S
In front of the world.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSNd9zzTaKE
In defiance of fate.
And in that moment—he knew:
He was already falling.
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