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- Parts 7
β i'm watching from the rooftops as cars go by and life moves forward without you. β
Three years ago, ππ’π¨π₯π πππ ππππ€π¨π§ learned that the people who are supposed to love you the most can build entire lives out of lies.
Now twenty-one, she's back at NYU with a suitcase full of unanswered questions, a journal she can't stop writing in, and a heart she's determined never to hand to anyone again.
New York was supposed to be a fresh start. Instead, it feels like another place to disappear.
ππ²π€ππ« πππ¦ππ¬ πππ°π²ππ«, He's the boy with bruised knuckles and a smile that doesn't belong to someone who's been through what he has. The one everyone thinks they know. The one nobody actually does.
Some people arrive quietly.
Others crash into your life so hard they leave pieces of themselves behind.
Somewhere between late-night conversations, city lights, and the kind of silence that says more than words ever could, Viola begins to understand that healing isn't always gentle.
Sometimes it looks like forgiveness.
Sometimes it looks like falling in love.
And sometimes...
it looks like losing everything all over again.