bhavyaugotit
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𝙎𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝙩𝙤 "𝙊𝙪𝙧 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨"
The world tore them apart - loudly, violently, mercilessly.
And maybe, deep down, they let it. Maybe they were too young to understand the cost of surrender, too afraid to stand against a storm they never asked for.
They went their separate ways, carrying silence where words used to live.
Until one night - one kiss - shattered everything they'd built to protect themselves. It wasn't planned. It wasn't wise. But it was real. Terrifyingly real.
That kiss dragged them back through every memory they'd buried - every late-night whisper, every promise left half-spoken. And suddenly, forgetting wasn't an option anymore.
They fought their way back to each other - through headlines, through fear, through a world still watching, still demanding, still cruel. But this time, they didn't flinch. They chose love. And for a while, love was enough.
Until it wasn't.
Because love can heal, but it can also hide.
And beneath the laughter and the quiet comfort, cracks began to form - small, invisible, waiting. Their ghosts returned, patient and sharp, whispering all the old doubts: You're not enough. You'll lose this too.
Now the world has gone quiet. The war outside is over.
But the one inside has just begun.
After surviving everyone else - can they survive themselves?
Or will love, once again, be the most beautiful thing they lose?