I have been living my wife’s life for 48 years. But six years ago, I encountered her as if by fate, only for her to turn away and leave me. The betrayal plunged me into despair, and I lost everything.
Between us lay the burden of karma left by our parents. Because of it, we were destined never to meet, yet as soulmates, we eventually found each other again. However, she was a bond from a past life, and I was reborn but forced to live as one who had never truly died. I was meant to die.
Bound by the shackles of karma created by my parents, I had to endure not the fate destined by heaven, but the ties imposed by my ancestors. It was unbearable suffering—relationships so mismatched that I never wanted to think of them again, connections so detestable that I wished never to face them until the day I died. But none of it was my fault. It was the inevitable consequence of the karma my parents had created.
The story went wrong the moment my grandfather sold my mother to a wealthy family. And from the moment I was born, died, and then remained alive in deception, everything became even more entangled. For fifty years, trapped in a void of time, I was forced to pay the price of that karma.
The story of the universe—from its birth to its end—has already been written. So, too, has the fate of every human being. Yet, at times, disruptions occur, and narratives become tangled, distorted by unforeseen forces. But in the end, everything realigns, returning to its rightful place. To make this happen, countless encounters and partings unfold, weaving and unraveling the fabric of fate. Strange, inexplicable events take place—things beyond human logic and reason.
Yet a true soulmate transcends all. Race, age, social status—no constraint in this world can separate two souls meant to be together. But the force of ancestral karma is formidable. At times, it shakes one’s very soul, overpowering reason itself.
A true soulmate does not burn like an uncontrollable flame. Instead, they bring the ultimate peace and stability. Yet, that peace is never stagnant—it is built upon growth.
True love does not take; it gives. Soulmates are bound to love each other.
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