"You had a girlfriend from your past, you both wished to marry each other?" you inquired of Ajay, your fiancé's brother, a question borne of curiosity and a touch of playful intrigue.

"Yes, in this alternate existence, she is here as well." he replied, his words carrying an unexpected weight, a hint of melancholy that surprised you.

"Where is she now? It is truly remarkable that you can still remember her, a testament to the depth of your affection." you mused, your voice tinged with a gentle wonder.

"She is with someone else" he responded, his voice a low murmur, and the fleeting smile that had graced your lips vanished like a wisp of smoke.

Weeks melted into one another, each day a countdown to your wedding. As you walked down the aisle, a vision of ethereal beauty in your white gown, you noticed Ajay's unwavering gaze fixed upon you. A single tear, a pearl of unshed sorrow, escaped his eye, and he hastily brushed it away, forcing a smile that felt strained and brittle.

As you continued your solemn procession, Ajay's heart, a captive to a love that transcended lifetimes, could bear the sight no longer. The image of you, the woman he had been destined to marry in a past life, now standing before him, pledging your vows to another, was a cruel twist of fate. In that past life, an accident had stolen both your lives, a tragic end to a love that had blossomed in the gardens of their shared dreams.

He turned away, his steps slow and deliberate, his retreat a silent acknowledgment of a love that could not be.

"How can i tell her that it was she, the girl from my past life? My dream of marrying her, a dream that was shattered in the past and remains unfulfilled in this present life, was it truly our destiny? Are we not soulmates, is marrying her, the woman i love with a love that echoes through the ages, forbidden to me?" he whispered to himself, his heart a symphony of pain, a melody of longing that reverberated through the silent chambers of his soul.