He lived in a world full of lights, cameras, and endless noise. I lived in silence, shaped by faith and quiet rules. We were never supposed to cross paths. Never supposed to understand each other. But somewhere between distance and difference... he felt like home. A home I was never allowed to stay in. Because in my world, love came with limits. And in his world, love was never meant to look like me. Still... somewhere between what was right and what we felt- we chose each other anyway. Book Cover by @serendipity_ficzz