The love we left behind

A love story lost in time, a mystery waiting to be unraveled.

The ink had faded, but the words still burned.

Safa traced her fingers over the fragile postcard, her breath catching as she read the message scrawled in delicate handwriting:

"Some love stories aren't meant to have an ending. Ours never did."

There was no date. No address.

Only a single name at the bottom-Layla.

A shiver ran down her spine.

She had always known there were secrets buried in the past. Whispers of a love that never got its ending. A story no one in her family dared to tell.

And now, standing in the dim glow of her grandfather's study, surrounded by forgotten letters and memories trapped in paper-

She realized she had just uncovered something she wasn't meant to find.

Somewhere in these words, the truth was waiting.

She just didn't know if she was ready to read it.