Prologue.

Have you ever experienced a tragedy that could tear your heart apart?

Back in our first encounter in the park five years ago, I didn't care if she was a beautiful innocent girl, a valiant detective, or a ghost hunter. All I cared about was how my heart raced for her.

My yearning pleads with me to chase her and make her mine forever.

....

The sky was dark, filled with heavy clouds that threatened to burst, and lightning flashed across the sky as thunder roared through the air.

I independently stood in the middle of a worn-down cemetery, my clothes tattered and my eyes filled with sorrow.

I knelt before a freshly dug grave, its marker still blank. I reached out and started to trace my fingers along the edge of the grave, trembling as I did so.

Tears streamed down my face as I whispered a soft 'goodbye'.

I slowly rose to my feet and bowed my head, determined to carry on despite the pain and emptiness I felt knowing that I had to be strong for those who were still with me.

One month later,

I was consumed by my sorrow and my life changed drastically. I no longer got joy from the things I once had and my days were filled with sorrow, remorse, and hatred. I spent most of my time grieving and reflecting on all the happy memories I had with her.

I felt like a part of me was missing and I couldn't find anything that could replace her. My heart was torn into pieces and I barely left my room. Our matrimonial bed.

I even forgot about my daughter as time passed. I ignored her and left her under the nanny's care. I didn't understand what was going on in my mind maybe because I missed Michelle Tunner and my daughter looked just like her.

I didn't give it much thought yet I had lost a wife and she had lost a parent. I was hurting so was she.

I stared at the family photo on top of the table beside my bed and started crying. I picked it up and hugged it right close to my heart. "Why did it have to be you, my love," I whispered as I sobbed.

My mind rushed back to the time of the day we met.

Five years ago.

The rain was pouring down as I walked into the pack with my umbrella protecting me from the rain. There was barely any person since it was almost dark.

I let out a sigh of relief before cheerfully letting go of the umbrella. I loved playing in the rain for some motives.

I started mumbling out spells I had learned from my mentor since I'm a pure-blood Wizard from my parents. I practiced my poor skills mischievously knowing nobody was watching.

It was fun until our eyes met.

I could feel my heart skip a bit as our gaze locked. I was mesmerized by her beauty.

I was dazzled by the sight of her standing in the rain. Her long, dark hair hung down her back, and her deep spellbinding eyes sparkled in the rain.

I was enhanced by her rose bub lips and gentle smile that warmed the hearts of all who saw her.

I was also transfixed by the way she moved gracefully in my direction. She was wearing a deep blue gown that fit her curves perfectly and a diamond tiara on her forehead together with a lush shawl draping over her shoulders.

Her seductive voice rang as she whispered"Playing in the rain at that age?"

(A/N... This is just the prologue of the story and the main story is coming in the next chapter starting when the MC is fourteen years old) Feel free to skip it but I kindly recommend reading it and sharing your thoughts.

Updating will depend on how things will be going if many people love it I may first drop my first work and work on this first.