Deep in the heart of an ancient
forest stood an orchard unlike any other. Its fruit gleamed with an otherworldly glow, and legends whispered that anyone who dared taste them would know forbidden love—a love so consuming it defied reason and time.

Clara, a botanist with a penchant for folklore, stumbled upon the orchard while mapping the forest for a conservation project. The air was heavy with the scent of ripe fruit, and curiosity tugged at her. Amid the grove, a single tree bore fruit of deep crimson, pulsating faintly as though alive.

“Do not touch them,” a voice warned from the shadows.

Clara turned sharply, startled...