Riyan stares at the message on his phone, heart still racing. The melody keeps playing in his mind, haunting him like a distant memory. He paces back and forth before grabbing his phone and dialing his best friend.
Riyan Salvatore ( ML)
*Murmurs to himself*
Riyan Salvatore ( ML)
Could it really be her? After all this time…?
Aarav picks up after a few rings.
Aarav Knight ( Ml bff)
📲Riyan! What’s up, man?
Riyan Salvatore ( ML)
📲*Blurts out* Aarav, did you send me something? Like a recording?
Aarav Knight ( Ml bff)
*Confused*
📲Uh, no? What kind of recording?
Riyan Salvatore ( ML)
📲A violin... her melody, Aarav. The one only Aanya and I knew
Aarav Knight ( Ml bff)
📲Wait, what? You got a recording of that? From who
Riyan Salvatore ( ML)
📲That’s the thing. It came from an unknown number. No message, just the file.
Aarav Knight ( Ml bff)
📲Dude, that’s crazy. It’s been five years! You think it’s really her?
Riyan Salvatore ( ML)
*Determined*
📲It has to be. Who else knows that melody? No one but her.
Aarav Knight ( Ml bff)
📲So... what are you gonna do?
Riyan Salvatore ( ML)
📲"I’m going to track the number. I need to know where it came from. If she’s out there, I have to find her.
Aarav Knight ( Ml bff)
📲Let me know if you need help, man. Don’t do anything crazy.
Riyan ends the call, staring at the message once more.
Riyan Salvatore ( ML)
*Whispers*
I’m not losing you again, Aanya. I’ll find you.
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