Do You Get Déjà Vu When She's With You Mga Nobela at Kwento

I didn't know why, but there was this particular feeling I always felt when she was with me. A familiar feeling. As if I had seen her somewhere before in the past. But I could not wrap my head around it. Am I overthinking? Or was there something I did not know which I was supposed to know?

At present, how was she different from those women interfering with other people’s marriage? Was she that woman she had bumped into the last time? Her orbs instantly darkened. She thought that something was strange. For some reason, that woman was giving her a sense of déjà vu. The woman looked so familiar; it was as if she had left an indelible imprint in her sealed-up memories. Somehow, a piece of memory was currently about to break out in her mind. She was having a splitting headache… He rejected the call. From the corner of his eye, he noticed her to be in deep thought, and his beautiful eyes gradually dulled.

Like a secret between them. "What do you mean?" she whispered. "I mean..." His thumb moved against her waist, an unconscious gesture that sent electricity through her. "I mean I feel like I know you. Like I've known you before. Before you walked into my office. Before Georgia. Before everything." Camila's breath hitched. Because she felt it too. That strange pull. That sense of déjà vu that never quite faded. And suddenly…… >>Sudden Flash<< A man in an expensive suit. Face blurred. But the touch familiar. His hand on her wrist, pulling her close. Staring at her like she was the answer to a question he'd forgotten asking.

He let out a rough breath as soon as her hand touched her rough with a beard cheek. "You came… for me…" She said with a heart wrenching smile. A déjà vu feeling hit him for the second time in less than twenty four hours. This time he felt this for his past experiences. He was familiar with this scene as it happened a lot in his life before and every time it was as frightening as the previous one to him. "Ye.. yes… I did. I came… for you. Stay with… me." He uttered with a lot of difficulty while gulping down his uneasiness and worry at the same time. His hold around her keeps tightening with every word.

“Please don’t say you didn’t feel it. Please don’t lie to me. Because I am so confused right now. I just need to know it’s not in my head. And I need to know what this is.” “Yes, I felt something.” I felt something every time I looked at her, especially since getting to know her a little more. And she constantly invaded my thoughts. She slowly bobs her head and takes another deep breath. “I’m definitely not imagining it?” I cock a brow at her. “You thought you were going mad?” “I just needed to know I wasn’t losing it.” She spins around and turns the tap on, splashing her face with water. I move quickly, locking my arms around her as she lets out a small squeal. Pressing my nose against her

"Fine, I dont know, but I just move the way my body wants, every time I am with you, I feel like I always knew what to do, you somehow imprinted in me though we just met" I am stop with what she said, I feel like I am sweating suddenly in my temple...damn, is she somehow recognizing me... "What are you saying..." "I feel like I know you from before...tell me, do we know each other?" Now I am stiffened myself on my position, my shoulder starts to shake, damn this, should I tell her the truth...fuck this! what should I do!?

She’s trying to make me feel better but it’s not really working. I can tell she’s reading my mind because she suddenly puts a memory into my head only it’s not my memory it’s hers; it’s the moment our bond snapped into place and how she felt in that moment when she knew that all the feelings she had for me were real and how that was amplified after I marked her.

I make sure the veiled threat is hanging in the air before turning around, not wanting to waste more precious seconds. When I return to the room, she is in the same position I left here, and even then when our eyes meet, there is this undeniable current of some sort that passes through us, her mouth opens but only slightly, in way that it does every time she wants me, a thrill passes through my body. “Shall we continue the rest of the tour?” I find my voice. “Oh I am dying to explore.” she says with a wink, my body vibrates at from the movement.

Something deep rooted within me is telling me to leave, to not be near him. As I close the door I shake off a strange sensation…like déjà vu again. I get that a lot, it usually means I have met someone or been somewhere before. I have no doubt that I have met Than before. I must have done if he is Alora’s mate. I head into the kitchen, pulling my phone out of my short’s pocket to call Alora. I let the phone ring out a few times but she doesn’t answer, which is unlike her. I hope she isn’t annopyed at me for not checking in for the last few days….

He opened the door and I stepped out. “I’ll take you downstairs.” He held my hand and led me to the stairs. When we got to the stairs, he stopped and looked down, then looked at me. “I don’t know how you climbed the stairs but I won’t let you go down the same way.” Without warning, he swept me off the floor. My heart skipped a beat. What was that? What is this feeling? I could hear my heartbeat like a loud bang in my head. My breathing became heavy and I started to feel hot. This…this is Deja Vu. I have felt like this before… in this exact position.