Leila felt alone, searching for meaning in her lost life. On a quiet night, as she gazed into her mirror, she felt a cold breeze and a deep whisper in her ear: “Leila… will you let me love you?” Her dreams began to repeat, featuring a handsome man with deep black eyes who whispered words of love and promised eternal devotion. Over time, her fear turned into longing. She began to await the night, eager to feel his touch and hear his voice. The man started leaving red and black roses on her pillow and love notes on her mirror in strange handwriting. One night, she asked him, “Who are you?” He replied, “I am a lover from another world, here to take you where true love belongs.” In another dream, he asked her to leave her world, saying, “If you love me, take my hand.” She reached out to him, and then darkness fell. In the morning, Leila didn’t wake up. Her body lay still in her bed, her spirit gone. They found her in a dark palace surrounded by red and black roses. There, he was waiting for her. He said, “You’re here, with me. This world is yours and mine.” In his world, she was trapped between a strange love and unbearable terror. She wondered: Is this eternal love, or the most beautiful nightmare of my life? Leila remained in eternal slumber, caught between life and death, between love and fear.
