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Dusk crept slowly across the horizon as Nadine returned to her quiet apartment. Her routine was always the same—work, home, reading a little before bed, then repeating it all over again the next day. Her life was peaceful, almost monotonous. But that night, something different awaited her.
On the wooden table near the window, there was an old, brown envelope. Nadine frowned. She had never received a physical letter before. Hesitantly, she picked it up and saw that there was no sender address. Only her name was written in bold black ink on the front: Nadine A. Surya.
Carefully, she opened the envelope. The paper inside smelled of something ancient, with neat handwriting that felt unfamiliar yet strangely familiar at the same time.
_"To Nadine,
I know this will sound impossible, but please, believe me. I am writing this letter from a different world. Our worlds are similar, but not the same. I have searched for you for years, crossing boundaries unseen by most people. I know you may not remember me, but in another dimension, we once loved each other.
I am not writing this to frighten you but to warn you. Something is going to happen in your life—something that will change everything. As you read this letter, you may not realize it yet, but our time is running out.
If you wish to understand the truth, look into the mirror at exactly 2:17 AM. There, you will see more than just your reflection.
From someone who has always loved you."_
Nadine’s chest tightened. Her heart pounded harder than usual. Who had sent this? Another world? A parallel dimension? It made no sense. But something in the writing unsettled her to her core. A strange, eerie sense of familiarity.
That night, despite feeling ridiculous, Nadine sat in front of her mirror as the clock struck 2:17. At first, she only saw her own reflection. But as she was about to turn away, something strange happened. Her reflection did not follow her movements.
She froze.
The figure in the mirror stared back at her, eyes filled with longing and sorrow. And before she could scream, its lips moved, whispering words that shook her world:
"Finally, you’ve found me."
Nadine staggered backward, her hands trembling. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, filled with fear and confusion. The reflection in the mirror was no longer just her own—it had an expression too alive, too real, as if someone was trapped behind the glass.
"Who… who are you?" Her voice was barely audible.
The figure gazed at her with deep sorrow. "I am the one you forgot. I am the part of your life that was erased."
Nadine shook her head. It made no sense. But the longer she stared, the more fleeting memories flickered in her mind—like shadows she couldn’t grasp, a name she couldn’t remember.
"I don’t understand…" she whispered.
The reflection lifted its hand, pressing its palm against the glass. Nadine unconsciously did the same. The moment her skin touched the mirror, a wave of icy energy enveloped her body, sending shivers down her spine. And in an instant, the world around her changed.
Her apartment vanished. She now stood in an unfamiliar room, bathed in a dim, bluish glow. Before her stood a tall man with dark hair who seemed oddly familiar. His eyes held an emotion too complex to decipher.
"You’ve come," he said softly, as if afraid she would disappear again.
"Who are you?" Nadine asked, her voice trembling.
The man gave her a sorrowful smile. "We were once together, in another world. But time and fate tore us apart. I have been searching for a way to bring you back to me. And now, at last, you are here."
Nadine’s world spun. Memories she couldn’t quite grasp began flooding her mind. Nights under starry skies, the sound of laughter so familiar, the gentle touch of someone she had loved but long forgotten.
"What happened to me?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.
The man sighed heavily, as if burdened by a great weight. "You were once a part of this world. But something happened—a force separated your soul from this reality. You did not just forget about me, you forgot about this entire world. And I… I have been searching for a way to bring you back."
Nadine stared at him in silence. Deep in her heart, she knew she couldn’t completely deny the truth in his words. Something within her responded, as if finding something lost long ago.
"What do I do now?" she asked.
The man looked at her with deep sorrow. "The choice is yours. If you wish to return to the life you know, the mirror can still take you back. But if you stay here… you will remember everything. You will know who I am, who we were."
Nadine’s heart pounded. Did she truly want to uncover the truth? Or was it safer to return to the life she had always known, even if it felt empty?
Her hands trembled as she turned back. The mirror was still there, shimmering with an inviting glow, offering her a way out. But when she looked at the man, she saw something deeper—a forgotten life, a love that had long been lost.
With a held breath, Nadine made a decision that would change everything.
In the real world, Nadine’s apartment remained silent. The mirror in the corner of the room only reflected emptiness. And on the wooden table, the letter lay open, its words slowly fading—as if they had never existed.
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