1000 MILES OF LOVE

CHAPTER 1: The Orange Cat

Raghav's lips pressed softly against mine.

Ha... to wake up like this every day ...

I felt the sea waves tapping against my body, the smell of salt exhilarating, accompanied by the distant cries of seagulls. The crimson sun glided over the horizon, painting the sky's bosom in soft hues. His hands gently pulled my wandering mind back to his beautiful brown eyes.

"My love, we have a thousand miles to walk. We can't be late to our own wedding".

A loud rumbling shook the ground beneath us. He held me tightly, rolling our bodies towards the ocean. A sudden rush of saltwater filled my nostrils, jolting me awake from sleep. As the waves tossed us deeper, and Raghav began sinking. What was he thinking? He doesn't even know how to swim! I pulled him up to the shore.

He spat out water, coughing. Where we had been lying moments earlier, a massive boulder had landed. Raghav pulled me away because he sensed it.

Raghav raised his head, bewildered. "How did this roll down from the cliff so suddenly?"

In the distance, two gunshots echoed through the air.

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I slowly opened my eyes and was back to the dull reality. A room full of posters of Bob Marley and Sabrina Carpenter, a shelf stacked with God knows what kind of books, and a closet filled with terrible floral dresses and perfume bottles, all in varying shades of purple and beige. One day, after waking up from the same dream, they told me my name was Aira Aravindan. I had a terrible accident four months ago. Since then, I don't remember anything from my past.