I Saw You in My Dreams

In a quiet town, there lived a young woman named Didith. She worked at a cozy bookstore, where the scent of paper and ink filled the air. The bookstore was her safe place — a world where she could escape into stories of adventure, friendship, and most of all, romance.

Didith loved romance stories. She often imagined herself as the heroine, falling in love with a brave and charming stranger. Yet, in her real life, love felt distant — like a story she could never quite be part of.

One rainy afternoon, a man walked into the bookstore. He had dark hair, kind eyes, and a warm smile. His name was Joel. As he browsed through the history section, Didith caught herself staring. Something about him felt familiar, but she couldn’t explain why.

When Joel turned and their eyes met, a strange feeling washed over her — like she had seen him before.

“Can I help you find something?” Didith asked, her voice softer than usual.

Joel smiled. “Yes, actually. I’m looking for stories about ancient lovers. Do you have any recommendations?”

Didith led him to a shelf filled with books about famous love stories. As they talked, they realized they had a lot in common. Both loved long walks in the park, old movies, and classical music. But there was something more — something deeper — that neither of them could put into words.

“I feel like I’ve met you before,” Joel said, closing the book he was holding.

Didith hesitated. “Yeah… I feel that too.”

From that day on, Joel visited the bookstore often. They went for coffee, shared stories about their lives, and strolled through the park whenever they could. With each meeting, the feeling of déjà vu grew stronger.

One evening, they sat by the river, watching the sunset paint the sky in shades of orange and gold.

“I’ve been having these weird dreams,” Didith said quietly. “In my dream, I’m a princess in some old kingdom. There’s this knight who’s always with me… He’s brave and kind, but something always tears us apart.”

Joel’s eyes widened. “Wait… I’ve been having dreams like that too,” he said. “I’m the knight.”

They stared at each other in silence, unsure what to say.

“Do you think…” Joel began.

“Maybe we knew each other… in another life?” Didith finished.

They both laughed, but there was something about it — something real.

As weeks passed, their dreams became clearer. Didith remembered being a princess named Elina, and Joel remembered being a knight named Arin. In their dreams, they were deeply in love but torn apart by war and betrayal.

“I think we’re reliving something from the past,” Joel said one evening.

Didith nodded. “But maybe this time, we can change how it ends.”

Despite their happiness, a sense of unease lingered. In their past life, Elina and Arin had been separated forever.

“I’m scared,” Didith admitted one evening as they walked through the park. “What if the past repeats itself?”

Joel took her hand. “We won’t let it,” he said firmly. “We’re stronger this time.”

To learn more, they began visiting places they had seen in their dreams — ancient castles, quiet villages, and forgotten ruins. At one castle ruin, they found a faded carving of a knight and a princess standing side by side. The names below read: Elina and Arin.

“That’s us,” Didith whispered, tracing the carving with her fingers.

Joel placed his hand over hers. “I told you we were meant to find each other.”

But trouble soon followed. Joel’s job offered him a transfer to another city — far away from Didith.

“You should take it,” Didith said, forcing a smile. “It’s a great opportunity.”

“I don’t want to leave you,” Joel replied.

“You won’t,” Didith promised. “We’ll talk every day, visit when we can… We’ll be fine.”

Joel hesitated. “But what if something happens?”

“What if we’re strong enough this time?” Didith said softly.

Joel held her close. “I believe in us.”

For weeks, they kept in touch through phone calls and video chats. Each evening, Joel called Didith, and they would talk for hours. Despite the distance, their love never faded.

But one evening, Joel missed his usual call. Didith waited, her heart pounding with worry. An hour passed… then two.

Finally, her phone rang.

“Joel!” Didith cried. “What happened?”

“I’m sorry,” Joel said, his voice tired. “I had a rough day at work. But I’m okay now.”

“You scared me,” Didith whispered.

“I know,” Joel replied. “I’ll make it up to you.”

That night, Didith had another dream. In this one, Elina and Arin were separated by war — but they found each other again years later in a beautiful garden.

“I think it’s a sign,” Didith told Joel the next day. “We’re going to make it.”

Weeks turned into months. One evening, while shelving books in the bookstore, Didith looked up and froze.

Joel was standing at the door, smiling.

“You’re back!” Didith cried, running to him.

“I couldn’t stay away,” Joel said. “I realized something… I don’t want to waste another day without you.”

Tears welled in Didith’s eyes. “You mean… you’re staying?”

“For good,” Joel promised.

They stood in the middle of the bookstore, holding each other tightly, as if they had waited for this moment for centuries.

“I love you,” Joel whispered.

“I love you too,” Didith replied.

From that day forward, they never let fear or distance come between them. They knew now that love was stronger than time — stronger than any past or future.

One evening, they stood on a hilltop, watching the sunset together. The wind whispered through the trees, and the air felt calm and peaceful.

“It doesn’t matter if we were Elina and Arin,” Joel said. “What matters is that I found you now.”

Didith smiled. “And this time, nothing will tear us apart.”

As the sun dipped below the horizon, Joel reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box.

“I wanted to wait for the perfect moment,” Joel said, opening it. Inside was a delicate silver ring, shaped like two hands holding a heart.

Didith gasped. “It’s beautiful…”

“You’re the reason I believe in love,” Joel said softly. “Will you marry me?”

Tears streamed down Didith’s face as she nodded. “Yes… a thousand times yes.”

They kissed beneath the fading light, knowing this was more than just a new chapter — it was the ending they had always been waiting for.

And so, their love story continued — a new chapter in a tale that had begun long, long ago.