Felt Forever

"The past has claws... and sometimes, it comes back wearing a familiar face."

"I finally found you... after all these years," he said, his voice a whisper lost between the crashing silence of the moment.

She turned, heart clenching, breath caught.
"It's... you," Rima murmured, disbelief etching every corner of her expression. Her eyes met his-the same eyes from years ago, now older, sharper, and yet... hauntingly familiar.

"I know I messed up," he continued, stepping closer, his once unshakable presence now trembling. "I know I fucked up everything. But can you-will you-give me one last chance, Princess?"

The word hit her like thunder. Princess. A name that once made her cheeks flush now felt like a shard of glass.

She stood still. Composed. No longer the girl he once knew-the girl who giggled at 3 AM calls and fought the world for love. She was now a woman who had buried her innocence under layers of silence and survival.

"No," she said firmly, her eyes steady but voice heavy with unspoken storms.

Only she knew the price of the years spent in the shadows, trying to forget, trying to heal. Just when she thought she had finally silenced her past-it found her again. And this time, it wasn't alone.

Because sometimes... the past doesn't just return. It brings consequences.