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This is an emotional story where a lady still loved her man even after death she couldn't move but something terrifying happened

MY DEAD LOVE Chapter 1 The rerurn

Evelyn Carter stepped into her old house, the scent of aged wood and forgotten memories wrapping around her like a ghostly embrace. It had been a year since she left this town, running from the pain, but now she was back-alone.

She set her suitcase down, her fingers brushing the old wooden table. Dust had settled over everything, yet something felt... untouched. As if someone had been here, waiting.

A cold breeze whispered through the hallway. Evelyn shivered. The windows were closed.

Shaking off the eerie feeling, she walked toward the bedroom, but then she stopped.

A faint scent filled the air-one she knew too well. Sandalwood and rain. Adrian's cologne.

Her heart clenched. Adrian was gone. Dead. Buried beneath the earth for a year now. But standing there, breathing in that familiar scent, it felt like he had never left.

A soft creak echoed behind her. She spun around, her pulse hammering.

No one was there.

Just silence. Just shadows.

And then, ever so faintly, a whisper brushed against her ear.

"Evelyn..."

Her breath hitched.

She wasn't alone.she felt something strange which made her uncomfortable

she became terrified and frightened,she felt an extraordinary being,she wanted to know everything about her sudden feelings

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