The wind had been brisk that day, with the sun low in the sky. Clara had never forgotten it—the day she met Greg. They were young, free of the burdens they would one day bear. They spent hours talking, laughing, and dreaming about their future. Greg had always been passionate, driven by his ambitions. But Clara could see something behind his eyes that made her nervous—a dark side that she couldn't quite place.
They fell in love quickly, and soon, their relationship became an unbreakable bond. But just as their lives seemed to fall into place, Greg's allegiance to the society became clear. He had a mission—one that led him away from Clara and into dangerous territories. As Greg's world turned darker, so did their relationship.
Clara tried to understand, to support him as he became consumed by his work. But it was impossible to ignore the betrayals, the lies, and the secrets. Their love was poisoned by his connection to the society, and eventually, they went their separate ways.
Now, years later, Clara still thought about Greg. Their occasional meetings always left her torn—half of her still longed for him, but the other half was bitter, scarred by the past. She couldn't deny that part of her still loved him, but was it love or just the ghosts of what had once been?