NECKLACE

POV - SERA

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A Love That Time Couldn’t Erase

It started with a necklace.

A delicate silver chain with an emerald pendant that shimmered under the dim lighting of the antique shop.

The moment my fingers brushed against it, my chest tightened.

Like a memory long buried was clawing its way back to the surface.

"This piece has a strange history," the shopkeeper murmured, watching me carefully. "It belonged to a woman who vanished a hundred years ago. No trace. No answers. Just… gone."

I should have walked away.

But instead, I bought it.

And that night, everything changed.

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The first dream came at midnight.

A grand ballroom, chandeliers dripping with golden light. The soft hum of violins weaving through the air. The scent of orchids—sweet, intoxicating.

And him.

Dark hair. Piercing blue eyes.

He stood across the room, his gaze locked onto mine.

Familiar.

Like he had known me all his life.

Like he had spent lifetimes searching for me.

I took a step forward, breath hitching as he did the same.

But just as his fingers brushed mine—

The vision shattered.

I woke up gasping, my heart racing, my hand curled tightly around the necklace.

And I swore—

I could still feel his touch.

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The next day, I wore the necklace.

And that’s when I saw him.

The man from my dream.

Flesh and blood.

Standing in the middle of the bookstore, his body going rigid the moment his eyes met mine.

I forgot how to breathe.

Because he looked exactly the same.

"Where did you get that?" he asked, his voice tight.

I swallowed hard. "You know this necklace?"

His jaw clenched. "I gave it to you. A long time ago."

Cold fear crept up my spine. "That’s impossible."

His expression softened. "Then why do you remember me, Seraphina?"

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His name was Elias Blackwood.

And he knew things about me—things no stranger could possibly know.

"You used to love orchids," he murmured one evening, watching me as I absentmindedly traced the pendant between my fingers. "You hated the color red. And you always played with your necklace when you were nervous."

My fingers froze.

"How do you know all this?" I whispered.

He exhaled sharply, his gaze filled with something ancient. Something aching.

"Because I loved you, Sera. In another life."

And somehow, deep in my soul—

I knew he was right.

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We searched together, piecing together fragments of memories that weren’t supposed to exist.

And then, we found it.

A newspaper article.

"Young Heiress Disappears on the Night of Her Wedding—Fiancé Accused."

My heart pounded as I read the name.

Elias Blackwood.

My fingers trembled as I turned to him.

"You were accused of killing me."

His eyes darkened, pain flashing across his face. "I didn’t. I swear, I didn’t."

Tears blurred my vision. "Then what happened to me?"

His voice was barely a whisper.

"That’s what we have to find out."

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The more we uncovered, the more the memories came back.

The candlelit corridors of my family's estate.

The stolen kisses behind rose-draped balconies.

The night we vowed—no matter what happened, no matter how many lifetimes passed—we would find each other again.

And we had.

Even after a hundred years.

"You were taken from me," Elias whispered one evening, his hands gripping mine like I might disappear again. "They framed me. I tried to save you, but I was too late."

I reached for his face, my touch featherlight.

"You never lost me," I whispered. "I just had to find my way back."

His eyes, so blue and so haunted, filled with something new.

Something that felt like hope.

And when his lips met mine—

The past and present finally became one.

Because some love stories aren’t just written in time.

They are etched in eternity.

❤️THE END❤️

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