I was meant to be the end of you. Or so I told myself, over and over, like a prayer repeated to dull the truth. A purpose I could clutch without trembling. A goal I had in mind since the mother figure I had was gone. But you... You were never what I had imagined. You laughed with the ease of sunlight spilling through leaves, with a lightness that made shadows stumble. Your mind-brilliant, witty, untamed-breathed warmth into places I thought only cold could dwell. Your kindness... oh, your kindness, quiet as petals falling, struck me in ways I could not name. You laughed too easily, like the world had never wronged you. You spoke like you had time to spare, like nothing was chasing you. And you were strong in ways that made no sense-quiet, unguarded, almost careless but willingly living the life you weren't supposed to. It doesn't make any sense. None of it did. But the truth was quieter than that. I just didn't want to believe you were someone I had to lose.

She dreams of the same woman every night- a pair of cold phoenix eyes, a haunting voice whispering: "You are mine. Only mine. For this life and every life to come." When Tana arrives in Canada for her studies, those dreams begin to bleed into reality. Her landlord Paul bears the same eyes as the woman in her visions; a French architect named Como feels uncannily familiar; and her gentle admirer Bob seems bound to her by something far older than memory. Across centuries, love, jealousy, and destiny entwine once more. The echo of a shaman's curse, a wolf-tooth birthmark, and a vow carved in blood pull her toward a truth that transcends time-and tests the soul itself. A reincarnated romance of fate and obsession- When past lives awaken, can love ever truly be free?