CHAPTER 4 – The Name in the Pages
Mila's fingers trembled as she held the old notebook. Her name was there — written in careful, slanted cursive:
> Mila — the girl with the golden heart.
"What is this?" she whispered, her throat dry.
Zayn leaned back, his expression unreadable. "I told you… someone I cared about. She believed in destiny."
Mila flipped through the pages. Each one was filled with thoughts, poems, tiny sketches — of her. Of moments that hadn't happened yet. Of a girl with hazel eyes, soft laughter… and a soul that didn't give up.
Her heart pounded. Was this some kind of sick game?
"This is crazy," she said, forcing a laugh. "How could someone write about me? We didn't even know each other."
Zayn nodded slowly. "I didn't expect you to believe me."
She looked up sharply. "Then why show me?"
"Because," he said, eyes dark with truth, "I think I was meant to find you. And you were meant to help me finish what she started."
Mila stood up abruptly, the chair scraping back. "This is insane. I don't even know you, and now you're telling me I'm part of some… prophecy?"
He didn't flinch. "Not a prophecy. A promise."
That hit differently.
Her chest ached with confusion. Fear. Curiosity.
"You said she believed in destiny," she said slowly. "And you?"
Zayn looked at her — and for the first time, his mask cracked.
"I stopped believing in anything the day she died."
Mila's breath caught.
Suddenly, he looked so… alone.
She sank back into her seat, eyes still on the notebook.
"Tell me everything," she whispered.
Zayn exhaled — like he'd been waiting for her to say that all along.
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But as Zayn opened his mouth to speak… someone else stepped into the café — and froze when they saw Mila.
→ A stranger from her past, or another twist in Zayn's truth?
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💌 Who is watching them? And why does Zayn look li
ke he's seen a ghost?
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