"Stop following me." A pause. Then, softer-closer- "Not until there's no path left, Amarnoor. ________________ In a world where silence is survival and power wears a crown, she was taught one thing: Never speak. Never be seen. Never be heard. So she didn't. Instead, she wrote. Letters no one was meant to read. Confessions never meant to leave the page. Secrets buried inside a box... addressed to something that was never supposed to be real. The Shadow. The only place she felt safe. The only thing that never judged. The only presence that listened. But shadows don't listen. They watch. They follow. And sometimes... they answer. Some want to protect her. Some want to use her. And some... have been watching her far longer than she realizes. In a story of love, betrayal, and wounds that refuse to heal, one thing remains consistent...even when the world forgets, the shadows remember.