~did they got deja vu?
After when freya came back from the hospital she kept thinking about that guy who is so familiar to her but still she doesn't get an answer she was so confused about that. Gargi came to freya's room, said "I saw your report you are all fine now".
"ah yes all thanks to noah" freya's word slipped.
"but who's noah??" gargi asked.
"wait what did I just said, noah who is he?" freya said.
"exactly who is he. Answer me" gargi said.
"me too, I don't know either". Freya said "you know what today I saw someone familiar to me but I don't remember him".
"Do you saw him in hospital? Mayb that's because you spent a whole year in hospital" gargi chuckled.
"yeah I think so." freya said.
Freya lay back against her pillow after Gargi left the room.
The hospital discharge papers were still on her bedside table. "Healthy." "Stable." "Recovered."
But her mind wasn't.
Noah.
Why had that name slipped out so naturally? It didn't feel invented. It didn't feel random.
It felt… remembered.
She closed her eyes.
And for a second—
A shadow.
Not frightening. Not clear. Just tall. Standing near a window. Watching her.
Her heart started beating faster.
Freya sat up immediately. "This is ridiculous," she muttered to herself. "I was in a hospital for a year. Of course faces will blur together."
But this wasn't blur.
It was absence.
Like someone had been erased it.
Beside this Noah stood still in terrace had no burden no work no death waiting for him. He just exist to collect souls but there, exactly he is feeling someone's absence. He tried but remembered nothing, he took out a ciggerate out from his pocket glanced at his own wrist. He remembers that his bracelet he used to wear is not in his hand anymore, the bracelet he never took out seems like it was never been there.
Meanwhile Freya slept quietly in night no tension atall no more hospital live. A long sleep after working for whole day. But at morning she felt the coldness presence on her wrist she woke up brushed her hair with hand and saw a black threaded bracelet with a silver charm it looks vintage but its not her's.
"That is definitely not mine" freya said to herself.
"but looks like it was mine from very long, why does it feels like its mine?".
"that bracelet wasn't meant to survive". Grace said in her soft voice from a place nobody exists expect herself.
Sometimes when love fates,
It always leaves a residue.🍂