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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 ππππ πππ πππππ πππ ππ ππ πππππππ πππ ππππ π πππππππ ππ ππ πππππ ππ ππ. β ββ β ββ β "π π°πΆ'π³π¦ π³π¦π’πππΊ π΄π¦ππ§πͺπ΄π©, π―π¦π·π¦π³ π΅π©πͺπ―π¬π΄ π’π£π°πΆπ΅ π’π―πΊπ°π―π¦ π’π£π°π·π¦ πΊπ°πΆπ³π΄π¦ππ§." Tears mercilessly rolled down on her cheeks as the said words echoed. Placing a tender kiss on her child's forehead, she softly caresses baby's cheek, "Yes, I'm selfish. Selflessly marrying him for my child. For my own selfishness!" β ββ β ββ β It's often said that moving on from the things that were never meant to be yours is the right thing to do, but in reality, it's easier said than done. While some people can easily leave the past behind, others find it hard to do so. The past can be suffocating for some, as they find themselves reliving the same invisible scars over and over again. She knows this all too well. After facing a major betrayal, she made a difficult decision and took a step forward to prove her strength. But the burden was too much to bear. Her feet ached and eventually gave out, causing her to fall. But then he caught her, just like he always wanted. He had been infatuated with her for so long, but the person he caught was no longer the lively, confident woman he had once known. She was now a broken piece of herself. Despite the challenges they both faced, their destiny had already been written. Their paths had intertwined long before they even realized it. They both moved on - he for his love, and she for her infant child. But the question remains: will their destiny play the role of Cupid and bring them back together? Only time will tell....

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