Azara's fingers still tingled from touching Azrael's. As she walked back to her dorm, her mind replayed their moments together.
But as she entered her room, reality awaited.
Sophia, her roommate, sat on the bed, concern etched on her face.
"Azara, your parents called. Again."
Azara's heart sank.
"What now?"
Sophia hesitated.
"They're pressuring you to drop music, focus on the family business."
Azara's defiance flared.
"I won't give up."
Sophia's expression softened.
"I know, but be careful. Your parents can be... persuasive."
Azara's thoughts drifted to her childhood:
Her parents' expectations
Her mother's disappointment
Her father's control
A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.
"Azara, we need to talk."
Her mother stood in the doorway, elegant but stern.
"About what?" Azara asked warily.
"Your future. Your responsibilities."
Azara steeled herself for the battle ahead
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Stroke Of Fate
RomanceFrom darkness to light, Azrael's art reflects his soul. When Azara enters his life, colors burst forth. Together, they confront the past, fight for justice, and discover the beauty of love. A story of hope, resilience, and the transformative power o...
