The air grew heavy and suffocatingly quiet. Elias stood tall, his eyes narrowing as he looked from the girl pleading in front of him back to Siya. He refused to let his desperate hope blind him. He needed absolute proof.
Turning his sharp, demanding gaze directly onto Siya, he decided to test her. "If you are truly the one," Elias said, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous whisper, "then tell me. What was written on that note left at the tree? What was the exact wish?"
Siya did not flinch. She stood her ground, calmly executing her stolen narrative flawlessly. She looked him straight in the eyes and spoke the words with perfect, chilling precision:
"The wish was... Whoever comes near this tree should never face any harm, and please save my grandmother.
That is what was written on that paper, Elias. Those were the exact words."Elias stared at her, his chest tightening. But before he could even speak, Siya reached into her belongings to deliver the final, undeniable blow. She slowly drew out a delicate, familiar flower hair pin and held it out to him. It was the exact hair pin that had been lying right next to his wish note at the massive banyan tree—the very place where everything had changed for him.Elias looked down at the hair pin, his breath catching in his throat. Every ounce of skepticism and doubt completely vanished, replaced by an overwhelming surge of relief. Eager to believe, he was entirely convinced.
Elias, it was you..." he murmured, his voice shaking slightly as his eyes locked onto hers. "The one who saved me."
He stepped closer to her, the weight of a lifelong promise finally settling into place. He looked at her with absolute certainty.
"Then the oath stands. Siya, you will be my wife."