| SCARLETT | 

I sat in my office, sipping on a glass of lemon iced tea, feeling the cool liquid slide down my throat. The citrus flavor of the tea was just what I needed to brighten up my morning. As I sat there, I began to relax, letting the stress of the past few days melt away. My office was a cozy space, filled with books and mementos that brought me peace and comfort. The soft glow of the lamp on my desk casted a warm light over the room, and the sound of birds chirping outside my window was a soothing melody. But as I gazed out the window, my mind began to wander. I thought back to the previous night, and my heart started  racing. I had been fast asleep when I felt a presence in my room. At first, I thought it was just my imagination, but then I saw him - my stalker, standing in the shadows, watching me. I had tried to scream, but my voice was frozen in my throat. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I remembered the fear that had gripped me. He was a tall dashing guy and with his clothes he looked from a rather wealthy family and even though I was in my room alone he did nothing to harm me and didn't even touch me or stare at me in an explicit way.I couldn't believe it had happened again. And to make matters worse, Officer Stefan had lied to me. He had told me that the drunkard he arrested was my stalker but then how is this possible that man who I saw last night didn't seem to be a drunkard but the most serene man , and I knew what I felt. Why had he lied to me? I wondered. Was he trying to cover something up? And what did my stalker want from me? The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I needed to get to the bottom of things. I couldn't just sit back and wait for something to happen. I needed to take control, to find out the truth. His eyes , they were beautiful,  I think that I had seen those pretty pair of emerald eyes somewhere before but I can't remember where . My grip on my glass tightened, and I felt a surge of determination. I was going to find out why Officer Stefan  had lied to me, and I was going to catch my stalker. I was going to take back my life, and I was going to make sure that no one ever made me feel scared or vulnerable again but then he makes me feel secured as my fairy godmother protecting me in the dark night . My wind was disturbed so I put  glass down and stood up, feeling the need to clear my mind. I decided to take a walk outside, hoping that the fresh air and sunshine would help me think more clearly.

As I walked, I felt the warm sun on my skin and the gentle breeze in my hair. I breathed in deeply, taking in the scent of blooming flowers and fresh cut grass. The world around me was so peaceful, so serene. It was hard to believe that just last night, I had been filled with fear and anxiety. I walked for a while, lost in my thoughts, until I came across a small shop that I had never noticed before. The sign above the door read "Astrology and Tarot Readings". I felt a sudden surge of curiosity, and I pushed open the door to venture the mystery inside. The shop was dimly lit, with a faint scent of incense stick and sented candlesticks burning in the air. The walls were lined with shelves, filled with books and crystals and strange artifacts. Behind the counter stood an old woman, with long silver hair and piercing eyes. She smiled at me, and I felt a sense of unease  wash over me. "Welcome, child," she said. "I have been expecting you. My name is Astrid, and I am an astrologer. I sense that you are troubled, that you are seeking answers to questions that have been plaguing you." I was taken aback by her words, but I felt a sense of trust wash all over me. I sat down in the chair across from her, and she began to shuffle a deck of cards. "Tell me, child," she said. "What is it that you are seeking? What questions do you have?" I took a deep breath, and I began to tell her my story. I told her about my stalker, and about Officer Stefan's  lies. I told her about my fear, and my determination to take back my life.

Astrid listened intently, her eyes never leaving mine. When I finished speaking, she nodded thoughtfully. "I see," she said. "You are at a crossroads, child. You are being forced to confront the darkness within yourself, and to find the strength to overcome it. But do not worry, for you are not alone. The stars are aligning in your favor, and you have the power to create the life you desire." She laid out the cards on the table, and began to interpret them. As she spoke, I felt a sense of wonder and awe. The cards seemed to be telling a story, a story that was both familiar and yet completely unexpected. Astrid spoke of my stalker, and of the motivations that drove him. She spoke of Officer Stefan, and of the secrets that he kept. And she spoke of me, of my own strengths and weaknesses, and of the journey that lay ahead.

As I listened, I felt even more confused 

She told me that after a few days  a comet named Nishimura will pass after whole 400 years and this is when me and someone from my past life met she told me that he was for sure the love of my life but we never got to be together because there was not only love that was reigning over us but the darkness of betrayal that broke everything.  She told me that Ishall be informed today but never told me what and from who .

As I left the astrology shop, I couldn't help but feel even more confused than when I had arrived. Astrid's words had been cryptic ,confusing and open to interpretation, and I wasn't sure what to make of them. I felt like I was walking around in a fog, with no clear direction or sense of purpose. The streets seemed to blur together as I walked, and I found myself wondering if I had just wasted my time and energy on a bunch of nonsense. Just as I was starting to feel like I was at my wit's end, I arrived back at my office and was greeted by my assistant, Camilla. She was sitting there and was typing away on her computer, and she looked up at me with a concerned expression. "Hey, boss, how was your walk?" she asked.

I sighed and flopped down on a  chair, feeling like I was about to collapse under the weight of my own confusion. "It was...interesting," I said, trying to summarize my experience at the astrology shop. "I went to see an astrologer, and she told me all sorts of things that I'm not sure I believe." Camilla raised an eyebrow. "An astrologer?" she repeated. "You mean, like, someone who reads tarot cards and tells your fortune?"

I nodded, feeling a little silly. "Yeah, that's the one. And she said all sorts of things that sounded really deep and meaningful, but now that I'm thinking about it, I'm not sure what to make of it all."

Camilla chuckled and shook her head. "Oh, Dear, you don't need to worry about that stuff. I don't believe in any of that astrology and tarot card nonsense. It's just a bunch of hooey, if you ask me."

I looked at her in surprise, feeling a little relieved that someone was being rational and skeptical. "Really?" I asked. "You don't think there's any truth to it?"

Camilla shrugged. "I don't know, maybe there's something to it, but I've never seen any evidence that it actually works. And even if it did, I'm not sure I'd want to know what the future holds. I like being surprised, and I like making my own decisions. Besides, you're a smart and capable person, Scarlett . You don't need some astrologer telling you what to do or how to live your life."

I smiled, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders. Camilla was right, of course. I was a grown adult, and I didn't need some stranger telling me what to do or how to think. I took a deep breath and let my shoulders relax, feeling a sense of calmness wash over me.

"Thanks, Camilla," I said, feeling grateful for my assistant's no-nonsense attitude. "You always know just what to say to make me feel better."

Camilla smiled and patted me on the shoulder. "That's what I'm here for, Scarlett. Now, why don't you take a deep breath and forget about all that astrology stuff? You've got more important things to worry about, like running this company and living your life. Let's focus on the present, and not get too caught up in trying to predict the future."

I nodded, feeling a sense of love .  Camilla was right, as always. I was going to focus on the present, and not get too caught up in trying to predict the future. I was going to take things one step at a time, and trust my own instincts and abilities. And with that thought, I felt a sense of peace and clarity wash over me, and I knew that everything was going to be okay.

Except it didn't.