As the days passed, Yuvika found herself longing for his presence, her heart aching with a strange, unnameable desire. She knew it was dangerous, that her fascination with him was a line she couldn't afford to cross. But each message, each whispered word, drew her deeper into his world.
One evening, as she sat alone in her apartment, her phone buzzed. Her heart skipped a beat as she read his message.
Stalker: Look out your window.
She crossed the room and looked down into the street, her breath catching as she saw his familiar silhouette standing in the glow of a streetlamp, his face obscured as always. He lifted a hand in a silent greeting, the sight sending a thrill through her.
Without thinking, she grabbed her coat and rushed outside. When she reached him, he extended a hand, his touch both familiar and intoxicating.
"Where are we going?" she asked, breathless.
He didn't answer, simply guiding her through the winding streets until they reached a rooftop overlooking the city. The view was breathtaking, the lights stretching out before them like a sea of stars.
They stood in silence, the weight of unspoken words filling the air.
"Why do you keep coming back?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
He looked down at her, his eyes intense. "Because I can't stay away. You're the light in my darkness, Yuvika. And even if it means risking everything, I'll keep coming back for you."
Her heart ached at his words, the depth of his confession sinking into her soul. She could feel the walls around her heart crumbling, a warmth spreading through her that she couldn't deny.
Without thinking, she leaned into him, resting her head against his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around her, his touch gentle yet possessive, as if she were something precious he'd vowed to protect.
For the first time, Yuvika felt truly safe, even though she was wrapped in shadows. And as they stood there, the city stretching out before them, she knew she was falling, pulled into his world of secrets and promises-a world she wasn't sure she wanted to escape.
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Yuvika's phone vibrated in the stillness of her apartment. Her breath caught as she glanced at the screen, already knowing who it would be.
Stalker: Tonight. Meet me where shadows dance.
A chill ran down her spine. She knew where he meant: the desolate, graffiti-streaked park on the city's outskirts, where the streetlights cast a faint glow that barely pierced the darkness.
Every instinct told her not to go. But the pull toward him had become a force of its own, and curiosity blended with a thrill she couldn't ignore.
As she made her way through the empty streets, her mind raced with the question she'd been avoiding for days: Who was he? And why did he seem so drawn to her?
When she arrived, he was already there, leaning against a tree at the edge of the park, his silhouette sharp against the dim glow of the lights.
He straightened as she approached. "You came," he said, his voice smooth but edged with something dark.
"You know I would," she replied, a hint of defiance in her tone. "I want answers."
He chuckled, the sound low and almost predatory. "Careful, Yuvika. Curiosity is a dangerous game."
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Whispers of desires
Ficção GeralIn In the Shadow of Love, Yuvika is a kind-hearted university student who secretly adores Advik, the campus heartthrob known for his aloof demeanor and irresistible charm. Unlike most, Advik harbors a disdain for friendships and keeps people at a di...