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.6Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiubNRn5hNI
Her voice carried weight, like it had echoed across lifetimes.6Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmachZE8y4c
And her presence? It left fingerprints on his soul.
He’d tried to shake it off.6Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhe3GNp4Uss
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.6Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB9uazhLCGr
The scent of fire and night.6Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtBmvHMjOAj
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.6Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNi5K3Q3QXk
Nowhere she remained.
People thought he was losing it.6Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡERsEa8ltIO
Maybe he was.
But obsession has its own language, its own logic.
And Daniel?6Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKghEzme7E9
He was fluent now.
Meanwhile, high above the city, Lilith watched.6Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMcNf53LHva
Invisible. Untouchable. Aching.
She told herself it was kindness.6Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6Wc37yx9Uu
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…6Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7lhhYj64jz
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.6Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyw0CLORy9B
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.6Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeyhAQz6MXB
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.6Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUsdl9FBZI6
In front of the world.6Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmwzFZOdmo5
In defiance of fate.
And in that moment—he knew:
He was already falling.
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