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The Ghost right in front of you

Author: Ellaobida
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-29 07:30:20

Zayn sat alone in his private study, the flickering glow of the screen lighting up his face. His hands trembled slightly as he reached for the remote. This was it—the clip from years ago, the one he had been avoiding for so long. He had always known it was the key to a past he couldn’t remember clearly, a moment that had haunted him in fragmented dreams.

The room was silent except for the faint hum of the video loading. Zayn took a deep breath, bracing himself as the clip began to play.

The grainy footage showed him walking into a dimly lit room, his gait confident but slightly unsteady. A woman walked beside him, her face partially obscured by the shadows. The camera zoomed in.

And then it happened.

Boom. The image sharpened. The woman’s face came into focus. Zayn’s heart stopped.

It was her. Aurora.

He froze, his mind unable to process what he was seeing. The girl in the clip—the one he had spent years chasing in his dreams, the one who had consumed his thoughts even dur
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