She will come back!
Adam pov
I could feel her eyes on me as she walked away, the weight of her gaze pressing against the fabric of the night. It was as if she were pulling me back, even if she didn’t know it. There was no escape from this connection—not for me, and not for her. The ties that bound us were old, ancient in their persistence. We had crossed paths a thousand times before, and we would again. As I reached the street my steps slowed. I didn’t want to leave—not yet. Not when I was so close. The silence between us, even after I had walked away, hung heavy in the air. I could still feel the tension we had shared, the unspoken understanding that passed between us. I had seen it in her eyes, the flicker of recognition. She didn’t know yet, but I could feel it. She was beginning to sense something. I stopped for a moment, just outside of view, and leaned against the stone pillar of the entrance. The moonlight washed over me, but it was her face, the way her lips parted in that fleeting moment of confusion, that stayed with me. Her reactions were subtle, but I wasn’t blind. I had waited too long to ignore the small things—the way her breath hitched when I spoke, the slight way her fingers trembled when she glanced at her phone. These were the signs, the signals that told me she wasn’t as indifferent as she wanted to be. The hum of her presence, like the soft ripple of water, lingered in my mind. I had never been so aware of someone in my life. I could hear her thoughts without her speaking them, and feel her doubts without her saying a word. It was the bond we had always shared. Tarini didn’t know it yet, but I was right there with her. I always had been. I turned, my eyes seeking her out once more, though I knew better than to approach her again tonight. The time for confrontation wasn’t now. She needed space, even if she couldn’t understand why. She needed time to figure out the pieces that didn’t fit, the ones that had been hidden from her all these years. And when she finally did—when she finally understood—she would come to me. But for now, I had to let her go. I could see them through the window now, the two of them—Tarini and Stacey—talking in the car, the silence between them louder than their words. Stacey was asking questions, no doubt, her curiosity getting the best of her as she tried to make sense of the evening. But I knew, deep down, that it wasn’t Stacey who occupied Tarini’s thoughts. It wasn’t the distraction of her friend that lingered in her mind. No, it was me. It always had been. I watched them until the car pulled away. I felt the shift in the air as the vehicle disappeared down the road, the tension easing as she distanced herself from me. But I knew this was far from over. It had only just begun. I couldn’t help but think of the way she looked at me, those green eyes full of confusion and something else—something that flickered like a flame, brief but undeniably there. She wasn’t fooling anyone, least of all me. And then, as if the universe itself had aligned, I felt it—the familiar presence that I had been waiting for. The pull of her. She hadn’t gone far. I could feel her even now, as though our fates were tied together by an invisible thread. Tarini was still near, lingering in the dark corners of my thoughts, and despite myself, I wanted to turn back and see her again. To hear her voice once more. To see how she would react to me, now that she had felt it too—the pull. But I resisted. This was a delicate game we were playing. For now, I would wait. I always had. Turning down a side street, I let my senses sharpen. I could hear the hum of the city, the rustling of leaves in the wind, and the soft murmur of voices from a nearby café. But all of it felt distant, muted, compared to the sound of her heartbeat, the rhythm of her life that seemed to beat in time with my own. It was all I needed to know she was out there—alive, unaware, but getting closer. And with every passing moment, I knew that she would come to me. Whether it was tonight or tomorrow, it didn’t matter. She would remember. She had to. I was ready. And when that time came, I would be waiting. Always.Episode -1 End of the Beginning! Tarini's POV Regret! The purest regret washed over my heart. "This is an absolute fuckin bad idea!" I shouted inside my head and got out of my car. The fancy restaurant before me screamed old money and I took a deep breath. "Just an hour. Eat, play cool, and leave this drama!" I instruct myself confidently and walk straight with my 6-inch heels. The stunning visuals inside the restaurant reminded me of a Japanese movie, which I stopped halfway through. Seriously... I hate watching movies with subtitles. As proceeded more steps, I found my date, politely drinking wine while surfing on his phone. 'Mom, I am never gonna forgive you for this!' I fake a smile and approach my so-called date. "Hey hi….!" I try hard to hide my resting bitch face and make myself more pleasant. He saw me like an eye candy and gave me a bright smile. I am damn sure he is not faking like me. It seems more genuine. "I thought you bailed on me!" saying jokingly he t
Episode 2 Mr. Satan and me.I couldn’t shake off the strange encounter with Aryan as I hurried through the dimly lit parking lot, trying to put as much distance between us as possible. My breath was still uneven from the altercation, but just as my nerves started to settle, a familiar figure emerged from the shadows, his presence unsettling yet somehow grounding. “Are you all right, Miss Das?” Professor Adam Valerian’s voice was low, almost indifferent, but his eyes held a predatory intensity that made my stomach flip. I straightened up, forcing myself to appear calm. “I...yes. Thank you, Professor Valerian.” His gaze didn’t waver, and I couldn’t help feeling like he could see through every layer I’d built around myself. "Who is he?" His voice sends a thrilling vibration to my body. "He is... a mistake!" I said with a little guilt. I know he won't be involved in anyone's business yet, but his question makes the whole situation weird. "Well, your mistake ran away after hitting th
Episode-3 Him and Dream.As Stacey and I stepped into the cool night air, her excited chatter was already in full swing.“Did you see the way he looked at you?” she squealed with little jealousy, her voice an octave higher than usual. “It was like he saw right through you, Tarini!”I forced a smile, knowing that Stacey’s flair for the dramatic could turn a simple look into a whole love story. But there was no denying that Professor Valerian’s gaze had a weight to it like he was looking past my surface, straight into some hidden part of me I hadn’t even realized was there. And his words echoed in my mind, tugging at something deep within me.“Come on, it was nothing,” I said lightly, trying to shake off the strange hold he had on my thoughts. “He was just… being nice, that’s all.”“Being nice?” Stacey scoffed. “Tarini, people like Professor Valerian don’t just ‘be nice.’ That look… it was intense, almost like he’s seen you somewhere before or…” She trailed off, her eyes widening with
Episode-4 Imprinting the souls. Adom pov"Can someone imprint in our souls?" This is what my heart wept from when I first met her until this moment. I watched her, hidden in the shadows, as she hurried through the dimly lit parking lot, her footsteps quick, almost panicked. Tarini. She had no idea I was already aware of everything that had transpired. I’d seen her with Aryan, heard the way he spoke to her, and felt the pulse of discomfort between them. It was clear, even from a distance, that she wasn’t interested in him, yet the idiot didn’t take the hint.But I couldn’t just stand by and let him do that to her. Not when she had no idea of the connection we shared. It was instinct, primal even, to intervene. My blood had burned for her the moment I saw her again—this time in this life. It had taken 700 years to find her, and now, she was standing in front of me, clueless to everything I knew.The sound of her uneven breathing drew my attention. She was shaken, trying to pull herse
She will come back! Adam povI could feel her eyes on me as she walked away, the weight of her gaze pressing against the fabric of the night. It was as if she were pulling me back, even if she didn’t know it. There was no escape from this connection—not for me, and not for her. The ties that bound us were old, ancient in their persistence. We had crossed paths a thousand times before, and we would again.As I reached the street my steps slowed. I didn’t want to leave—not yet. Not when I was so close. The silence between us, even after I had walked away, hung heavy in the air. I could still feel the tension we had shared, the unspoken understanding that passed between us. I had seen it in her eyes, the flicker of recognition. She didn’t know yet, but I could feel it. She was beginning to sense something.I stopped for a moment, just outside of view, and leaned against the stone pillar of the entrance. The moonlight washed over me, but it was her face, the way her lips parted in that f
Episode-4 Imprinting the souls. Adom pov"Can someone imprint in our souls?" This is what my heart wept from when I first met her until this moment. I watched her, hidden in the shadows, as she hurried through the dimly lit parking lot, her footsteps quick, almost panicked. Tarini. She had no idea I was already aware of everything that had transpired. I’d seen her with Aryan, heard the way he spoke to her, and felt the pulse of discomfort between them. It was clear, even from a distance, that she wasn’t interested in him, yet the idiot didn’t take the hint.But I couldn’t just stand by and let him do that to her. Not when she had no idea of the connection we shared. It was instinct, primal even, to intervene. My blood had burned for her the moment I saw her again—this time in this life. It had taken 700 years to find her, and now, she was standing in front of me, clueless to everything I knew.The sound of her uneven breathing drew my attention. She was shaken, trying to pull herse
Episode-3 Him and Dream.As Stacey and I stepped into the cool night air, her excited chatter was already in full swing.“Did you see the way he looked at you?” she squealed with little jealousy, her voice an octave higher than usual. “It was like he saw right through you, Tarini!”I forced a smile, knowing that Stacey’s flair for the dramatic could turn a simple look into a whole love story. But there was no denying that Professor Valerian’s gaze had a weight to it like he was looking past my surface, straight into some hidden part of me I hadn’t even realized was there. And his words echoed in my mind, tugging at something deep within me.“Come on, it was nothing,” I said lightly, trying to shake off the strange hold he had on my thoughts. “He was just… being nice, that’s all.”“Being nice?” Stacey scoffed. “Tarini, people like Professor Valerian don’t just ‘be nice.’ That look… it was intense, almost like he’s seen you somewhere before or…” She trailed off, her eyes widening with
Episode 2 Mr. Satan and me.I couldn’t shake off the strange encounter with Aryan as I hurried through the dimly lit parking lot, trying to put as much distance between us as possible. My breath was still uneven from the altercation, but just as my nerves started to settle, a familiar figure emerged from the shadows, his presence unsettling yet somehow grounding. “Are you all right, Miss Das?” Professor Adam Valerian’s voice was low, almost indifferent, but his eyes held a predatory intensity that made my stomach flip. I straightened up, forcing myself to appear calm. “I...yes. Thank you, Professor Valerian.” His gaze didn’t waver, and I couldn’t help feeling like he could see through every layer I’d built around myself. "Who is he?" His voice sends a thrilling vibration to my body. "He is... a mistake!" I said with a little guilt. I know he won't be involved in anyone's business yet, but his question makes the whole situation weird. "Well, your mistake ran away after hitting th
Episode -1 End of the Beginning! Tarini's POV Regret! The purest regret washed over my heart. "This is an absolute fuckin bad idea!" I shouted inside my head and got out of my car. The fancy restaurant before me screamed old money and I took a deep breath. "Just an hour. Eat, play cool, and leave this drama!" I instruct myself confidently and walk straight with my 6-inch heels. The stunning visuals inside the restaurant reminded me of a Japanese movie, which I stopped halfway through. Seriously... I hate watching movies with subtitles. As proceeded more steps, I found my date, politely drinking wine while surfing on his phone. 'Mom, I am never gonna forgive you for this!' I fake a smile and approach my so-called date. "Hey hi….!" I try hard to hide my resting bitch face and make myself more pleasant. He saw me like an eye candy and gave me a bright smile. I am damn sure he is not faking like me. It seems more genuine. "I thought you bailed on me!" saying jokingly he t