All of us have heartbeats, its the proof that we're alive. But what if you know the amount of your hearbeat? What will you do?

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From a young age, Vivian's fragile heart condition wove threads of solitude around her. It was at the tender age of four that she stumbled upon an imaginary companion who would come to paint her world with vibrant hues of joy.

In the scribbles and ink stains of my paper and pen, lie the reflections of my soul.📝

In us, it is possible to love when you hate. It is possible to believe when you doubt. It is possible to fall while you're going up. It is possible to feel warmth when you're cold. It is possible to feel nervous while your confidence is in its utmost level. It is possible to have a perfect love story while you're heart is imperfect. Tragically imperfect.

Have you ever dared to listen to the whispers of silence? It may seem like a deafening void, but if you open your ears and heart, you will uncover a tale that is yet to be told. It could be the story of a universe unfolding, the murmur of your own soul, or the secret language of the cosmos.