Aiza's world was torn apart when her two-year relationship with Raahil ended in betrayal, leaving her heart shattered and her trust in love broken. A year later, just as the pieces of her soul were starting to mend, Karan-a mysterious and dangerousl...
The Fractured Love, Part Two: The Weight of Unspoken Words
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The night draped over the city like a velvet curtain, its darkness broken only by the occasional flicker of streetlights. Aiza stood by the window, staring blankly at the empty street below, her mind adrift in the maze of her thoughts. The weight of the past few months had settled heavily on her heart, pressing down with the force of a thousand unspoken words.
She wrapped her arms around herself, feeling the chill of the night air seep through her skin. The silence in her apartment was deafening, a constant reminder of the choices she had yet to make. Somewhere deep within her, she knew that time was running out—her heart teetering on the edge of two worlds. Raahil, the ghost of her past, and Karan, the man who had given her a chance at a future.
"The hardest lies are the ones we tell ourselves."
Aiza had repeated this to herself countless times, yet the truth still eluded her. She had never expected her heart to fracture the way it had. It was Raahil who had broken her, slowly and steadily over time, but the scars had never truly healed. Now, even with Karan's warmth and kindness, she felt that ache, that hollow emptiness where something had once been.
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Days turned into weeks, and the distance between her and Karan grew like a storm cloud gathering on the horizon. He had sensed her hesitation, the subtle way she pulled away every time he got too close. She had tried to pretend, to plaster on smiles and share soft kisses, but her mind betrayed her, pulling her back to Raahil's cruel embrace.
It had been over a year since their breakup, but the memories of Raahil still haunted her like a dark shadow. The late-night arguments, the possessive grip he had on her, the lustful nights filled with passion and pain. A toxic mixture of love and control, wrapped in the illusion of romance. Raahil had been her everything once, and losing him had torn her apart in ways she hadn’t even understood until now.
And now, there was Karan.
Karan had come into her life like a gentle breeze after a hurricane, soothing her wounds and giving her hope that maybe love didn’t have to hurt. But no matter how hard she tried to fall fully into his arms, she felt herself holding back, as if a piece of her was still trapped in the wreckage of her past.
