Heart legacy

4. Their paths collide

Rachel settled into her favorite armchair in the study, laptop open and ready to go. She had spent the evening gathering every detail she could find on Dr. Ayla, from her daily routine to her favorite coffee shop. And now, she was ready to send it all to Hamza

She attached the file to an email, adding a brief message: "As requested, here is the information on Dr. Ayla. I've included her daily routine, contact details, and a few photos. Be careful, boss."

She hesitated for a moment before adding one more attachment - a photo of Hamza himself. She had taken it from his social media profile, and she knew he wouldn't be happy about it. But she wanted Dr. Ayla to know exactly who she was dealing with.

Rachel clicked send and leaned back in her chair, feeling a sense of trepidation. She knew that Hamza's fixation on Dr. Ayla was only going to intensify now, and she worried about the consequences.

Scene shift to Hamza
Hamza sat in his study, sipping a cup of coffee as he waited for Rachel's email. When it arrived, he opened it immediately, scanning the contents with a hungry gaze.

He smiled to himself as he read through Dr. Ayla's daily routine, noting the times she left her apartment, the routes she took to work, and the coffee shop she frequented every morning.

And then, he saw the photo of himself. His eyes narrowed, but he couldn't help feeling a thrill of excitement. Rachel knew him too well.

He leaned back in his chair, cradling his coffee cup in his hands as he contemplated his next move. Dr. Ayla had no idea what was coming her way.

Hamza's eyes scanned the email, taking in every detail. He noted with interest that Dr. Ayla visited a peculiar coffee shop for brunch every weekend, without fail. The name of the shop caught his attention - "The Cozy Cupcake Café". He had never heard of it before, and a quick search on his phone revealed that it was a small, obscure place, tucked away in a quiet corner of the city.

He raised an eyebrow, intrigued. What drew Dr. Ayla to this particular shop, every weekend, like clockwork? He made a mental note to investigate further.

He jotted down the details in a small notebook, his handwriting precise and calculated.

- The Cozy Cupcake Café
- Every weekend
- Brunch
- 11am-1pm

He underlined the last entry, his mind racing with possibilities. This was it, his chance to finally get close to Dr. Ayla, to observe her in her natural habitat. He would make sure to be there, watching her, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Hamza leaned back in his chair, taking a sip of his coffee as he contemplated his next move. The Cozy Cupcake Café, he thought to himself, I'll be seeing you soon.

As Hamza scrolled through the email, he suddenly saw Dr. Ayla's pictures loading on the screen. He was taken aback, his eyes widening in awe as he took in her stunning beauty. Her unique blend of blue-green eyes sparkled in the photos, captivating him. For a moment, he forgot about his obsession, his anger, and his plans. All he could see was her.

But as he gazed deeper into her eyes, his anger and resentment resurfaced, overpowering his emotions. He clenched his jaw, his grip on the coffee cup tightening. How could someone so beautiful, so captivating, be so oblivious to his existence? How could she ignore him, dismiss him, and yet still manage to haunt his every waking moment?

Hamza's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with dark thoughts. He would make her pay attention. He would make her see him. He would make her regret ever crossing him.

With a newfound sense of determination, Hamza leaned forward, his eyes fixed on the screen as he began to scroll through the rest of the email, devouring every detail, every morsel of information about Dr. Ayla. The Cozy Cupcake Café, he thought to himself, I'll be seeing you soon. And when I do, Dr. Ayla, you'll know my name.
Next day ( weekend)
Ayla walked out of her room, stretching her arms over her head. "Hey Fatima, have you seen my parents?" she asked, yawning.