
~ Are our destinies will be always filled with twists and turns.....


~ Are our destinies will be always filled with twists and turns.....

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π° ππππ πππ πππ πππππ ππππ π ππππ'π πππ πππ ππππ, ππ ππππππ πππ πππππ. β ββ β ββ β He looked at her, drained and desperate, his voice a quiet plea. "Just tell me now... what is all this?" For a moment, she stayed still, like silence was her last shield. Then she exhaled, broken and tired. "I tried to hide it," she said softly, "but you wouldn't let me." β ββ β ββ β Truths are louder than secrets, merciless, burning, and impossible to unsee. He had once lived far from chaos, untouched by shadows he couldn't name. But the moment she walked in, everything shifted. She didn't just carry secrets, she became the storm that held them back. Now, the calm has broken. He tried to walk away but some obsessions don't die. His heart may have shattered the day she left, but his resolve stayed sharp. The questions she buried beneath silence never stopped haunting him. So he followed them, every fractured breadcrumb, every forgotten whisper. But what awaited him wasn't closure. It was destruction. Lethal, consuming, and nothing like he imagined. She had tried to shield him. Fought with silence, with distance, with every piece of strength she had left. But she couldn't stop him from stepping into her world. A world she had spent years trying to escape. And when the dust finally settled, when the damage was done and truth lay bare, she vanished once more. This time, she left no trace. Only the ache of unfinished stories and a man still waiting. Waiting for the girl who had become both his ruin and his reason. They will meet again, after time, after distance, after everything. But when they do, nothing will be the same. Because some love stories don't unfold. They circle back. And begin again.



π°π π° ππππ πππ πππππ ππ ππππππ, πππ'ππ πππππ ππππ ππ πππ ππππ πππ πππππ. β ββ β ββ β "Why do you avoid meeting my eyes?" His voice came out as an inaudible whisper, his thumb continuing the work of caressing her smooth skin. Her thick long curled lashes lift, to meet his desperate eyes. "Are you afraid that I will fall for you?" He asks again, his whisper dripped honey, melodic under the night-shining sky. "No, I am afraid that you will fall into my curse!" She solemnly clarified. β ββ β ββ β Secrets, A powerful weapon of mankind. He was living normally, without tangling himself between the web of cruelty. Until he met her, unexpectedly, unconditionally. She was everything anyone can ask for but secrecy was her friend. Her life was tangled in the webs of mystery. He despised secrets, detested those who hid the truth and abhorred those who lied flawlessly They say the first impression is the best one. But the same hadn't happened with them, their first impression was unexpected but the last one was intentional. She was a lost secret puzzle. He found the depth of her secrecy. However, when he finally uncovered the depth of her secrecy, he was taken aback. Overwhelmed and afraid, he retreated, running far away from her. But she called out to him, and he couldn't ignore her plea. He stepped forward, picked up his pace, and then he ran back. For her, he was willing to accept her, help her and love her. He stood by her side and never left her. How? Read to find out...

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