Simri had always hated silence.Not because it was empty—but because it wasn’t.Every night, when the world slowed down and noise faded into nothing, she would hear it again… that soft, haunting whisper brushing against her ears like a ghost of a memory.“Simri…”At first, she used to sit up in bed, heart racing, eyes scanning the dark corners of her room. She checked under her bed, behind the curtains, even outside her window. But there was never anyone there.Just silence.And yet… not really silence.Because the voice kept coming back.As she grew older, she tried to convince herself it was just ...Read More

Simri couldn’t breathe.Her fingers were still wrapped around Kabir’s wrist, and yet her mind refused to accept what her were screaming.He was warm.Not like before—not like those fragile, fleeting dreams where everything dissolved the moment she woke up. This… this was real. She could feel the steady pulse beneath his skin, the faint tremble in his breath, the way his fingers slowly curled around hers as if he was afraid she might disappear.“Simri…” Kabir whispered, his voice no longer echoing like a distant memory, but grounded—right here, in this moment.Her throat tightened. “H-how…?”Kabir didn’t answer immediately. His eyes—those deep, ...Read More

Simri hesitated for just a second before putting on the helmet, her fingers brushing against Arjun’s as she took from him, and that small, ordinary touch felt strangely grounding, almost like an anchor trying to pull her back into a world that made sense, a world where things followed rules and people didn’t return from the past just because they refused to let go, and yet even as she climbed onto the bike behind him, she could feel it—that other presence, that quiet shadow that moved when she moved, that watched when she looked away, and when the engine ...Read More

Simri didn’t pull her hand away.Not immediately.Her fingers stayed locked in Arjun’s warm grip, even while that other invisible tightened around her wrist like a silent warning, and for a moment she felt completely trapped between two different realities—one she could see, touch, understand… and another that refused to disappear no matter how hard she tried to ignore it. Her breathing grew uneven, her chest rising and falling faster than normal, and Arjun noticed it almost instantly.“Simri,” he said softly, stopping in the middle of the road, turning toward her, concern written all over his face, “you’re really not ...Read More

The whisper didn’t fade.It grew.Soft at first… like a distant echo carried by the wind, but then closer… clearer… as if something unseen was stepping into their world, crossing a boundary that should never have been crossed. Simri’s breath caught in her throat, her fingers instinctively gripping the back of Kabir’s shirt as she moved slightly behind him, her heart pounding violently against her ribs, and for the first time since Kabir returned—this wasn’t about love anymore.This was fear.Real, chilling fear.“Who’s there?” Kabir’s voice cut through the silence, low, firm, dangerous, his eyes scanning the darkness around them as ...Read More