Days had turned into weeks, and Emilia had heard nothing from Alexander. No whispers in the night, no fleeting glimpses of his chiseled features. At first, she had been relieved, thinking that maybe he had finally left her alone. But as the silence stretched on, Emilia found herself feeling a pang of disappointment. She had grown accustomed to the thrill of not knowing when he would appear, the rush of adrenaline when their eyes met.
Deep down, she knew she shouldn't miss him. He was a stranger, a ghost who haunted her every waking moment. But she couldn't shake off the feeling that Alexander had left an indelible mark on her soul.
As Emilia sat at her vanity, staring blankly at her reflection in the mirror. Her mind, a thousand miles away, lost in thoughts, there was a gentle knock at t
