They met on Snapchat. Fate wove an unexpected thread that day. He was a figure from her past, a boy she'd known in primary school. Back then, love was a distant dream, a word reserved for the grown-ups. But time had transformed them both, and the boy had become a man, stirring feelings that Abigail could no longer ignore. She dreamt of him. She wanted him. She was willing to embrace his beliefs, to understand him better, even as she hoped he would reciprocate. But their love was a battle-one-sided and fraught with emotional disconnection. They knew not each other's souls, only the desires that burned within their hearts, the lust that ruined them. In the end, their love left scars-deep and lasting. Abigail learned the harsh truths of a relationship that gave her more pain than joy. For Salim, the memory of her would be an unending echo, a reminder of a jewel he had let slip through his fingers. Their love, though marred and flawed, would forever linger in his thoughts, and he would never forget her, even if he were to be reincarnated a million times.