My Cursed Romance (ON HOLD) The Offer Of Fate

The Offer Of Fate

Author/ Fira Noir✨

Hey readers ~~

Author/ Fira Noir✨

Hope you'll enjoy this story~~

A man sat alone on a quiet bench area near a small, modest flower shop.

In his hand, he held delicate flowers, its white petals soft.

As he ran a finger over it, the florist nearby an older woman with kind eyes, paused, taking in the scene. She offered him a gentle smile, sensing his sadness.

florist

A flower that beautiful... Your girlfriend would surely hug you if she saw this.

Siddharth Rajvansh (Ml)

*eyes fell, his fingers tightening around the stem murmuring softly, almost to himself*

Siddharth Rajvansh (Ml)

I wish graves could hug … then she would’ve definitely hugged me back

The florist, sensing his grief, nodded and left him with his thoughts

Siddharth Rajvansh (Ml)

*On his way to graveyard*

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Sid closed his eyes, memories of Mayra flooding back—the way she’d laugh, the way she’d look at him when she thought he wasn’t watching. The ache of loss felt endless, like a hollow echo that would never fade.

Just then, a strange chill swept over him. He felt a presence, something more than just his memories.

? ? ? ?

Are you willing to do anything to bring her back?

Startled, Sid glanced around. No one was there. But the voice was calm, somehow ancient, like it had waited centuries just to ask him that question.

Siddharth Rajvansh (Ml)

*whispering, almost afraid to believe* Anything. If I could see her again, I’d… I’d give anything.

The voice didn’t respond immediately. Instead, a faint shimmer appeared, hovering in the air before him.

The world around him seemed to slow, and the figure—a dark silhouette with an almost comforting aura—materialized, eyes piercing through the dim light.

? ? ? ?

The path you seek is not without sacrifice. Time can be rewritten, but memory will be lost. You may return, but only as a stranger to her heart.

Sid hesitated. His memories were all he had left of Mayra, fragments of the love they’d shared. To give them up felt impossible. But the chance to be with her again, to rewrite the fate that had separated them…

Siddharth Rajvansh (Ml)

*swallowing hard* If losing my memories is the price, then I accept. I’d rather be a stranger in her life than live a lifetime without her.

With a faint, knowing smile, the figure raised a hand, the air shimmering with an otherworldly light.

? ? ? ?

Then let it begin. Fate will turn, and your story shall be rewritten.

The light grew blinding, and Sid’s world began to blur, his memories of Mayra fading like a dream slipping away.

The love, the heartbreak, the moments they’d shared—all began to dissolve, as if erased by time itself. The last thing he felt was a sense of purpose, a hope that he would find her, even if he couldn’t remember why.

[TIME REWINDS]

As the world faded back into view, Sid found himself standing outside an academy building. The flowers in his hand was gone, replaced by a vague emptiness in his heart he couldn’t explain.