Emily jumped when she heard the strange man in front of her pronounce her name. How did he know her name? The question hovered like a mist, gathering in her heart.
Her gaze was fixed on those gray eyes, and a familiar sensation washed over her, but it was like a thick veil, and she couldn't recall where she had seen them before. Sadness swelled within her like a raging wave. Memories fragmented and spun through her mind, yet she couldn't piece together a clear image of the man. Her brow furrowed slightly, and her eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment.
He stood before her, his tall, thin figure casting an insurmountable shadow. The sunlight was blocked by him, casting a dull shadow around her. His presence seemed to compress the entire space. His silent gaze pierced her soul like two sharp swords, evoking a thrill of fear that slowly crept up from the depths of her heart.
