Suddenly, his phone screen lit up. A message from an unknown number— 'Some poems are better left missing, so that someone at least yearns to find them.' A faint smile appeared on Ayan's lips. He knew Elara was watching him from somewhere close."
"Ayan looked around but saw no one. In the night mist, a shadow seemed to stand still behind the trees. Was it Elara? Or just his imagination? All Ayan knew was that he wouldn't turn back until he reached the end of this mystery❤️