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A gentle chime sounded, and a tray slid out from a concealed alcove.

It held an assortment of foods, each more colorful and fragrant than the last.

Fruits that sparkled like gems, warm bread that released a yeasty aroma, and a frothy drink that bubbled pleasantly.

The rich spice of roasted meats and tangy sauces teased my senses, awakening a hunger I hadn’t realized was lurking.

Isla’s eyes widened at the spread, and I could see her resolve wavering. “Perhaps just a bite,” she conceded.

I chuckled softly, pleased. “That’s the spirit.”

She hesitantly picked up a shimmering fruit, took a bite, and a look of wonder filled her eyes.

The taste was an explosion of sweet and tart, and I could almost feel the flavors as I remembered them.

We sat in silence for a few moments, savoring our meal.

Yet an important conversation loomed overhead.

Taking a deep breath, I met her gaze, my hand unconsciously reaching out to caress the back of hers.

The softness of her skin was juxtaposed with the cool, hard surface of the table, an analogy of our current predicament.

“Isla,” I began, searching for the right words. “There’s something I need to tell you. It might sound strange, especially after everything you’ve witnessed today.”

She set her food down, her attention solely on me.

A flood of memories washed over me.

Fragments of love, betrayal, and curses danced before my eyes.

I tasted the saltiness of past tears and felt the heat of ancient suns on my skin. “We’ve known each other before,” I whispered, the words sounding both strange and familiar at once. “In other times, other places. It’s… difficult to explain, but there’s a bond between us.”

Her brows furrowed. “I’ve never met you before. I think I would remember you if I did.”

The air grew dense with tension.

I reached for the bubbly drink, its effervescence tingling on my tongue, providing a momentary relief. “Tell me Isla, do you believe in past lives? In… fated mates?”

She blinked, the surprise evident. “I… I’ve never really thought about it.”

“You and I, we were lovers in another life,” I continued, my voice filled with conviction. “But a curse separated us. It’s the reason you can’t remember, the reason why our fates are so entwined even now.”

The cool air of the room wrapped around us like a blanket, and yet, warmth seemed to emanate from Isla, drawing me in.

I had to gather my thoughts, to put into words what felt almost too grand to be articulated.

“When I asked if you’d seen me before,” I began, the sound of my own heartbeat loud in my ears, “it wasn’t out of mere curiosity. I’ve seen you. Over and over again. We’ve met before, Isla. In past lives. Different worlds, different circumstances, but always, always, it was us.”

Her blue eyes widened, glistening with a mixture of bewilderment and something I dared to hope was recognition.

The delicate scent of her perfume, reminiscent of spring flowers, filled my senses, grounding me in the surrealness of the moment.

Her voice trembled slightly. “That’s impossible, Thillak. People don’t just… meet in past lives.”

The sound of her saying my name was like music.

I could feel the velvety touch of the couch beneath me, its texture providing a tangible anchor in our conversation’s sea of intangibility.

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