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"Because when things feel heavy... I want to be where you are."
That's what he told her.
And somehow, she believed him.
They met at a quiet café - where his past stayed zipped behind a jacket,
and her heart hadn't yet learned how to be careful.
He wasn't supposed to stay. But then came the borrowed mornings.
The almost-kisses.
The scar she wasn't supposed to see.
Suddenly, love didn't look like a promise.
It looked like something whispered - just in case someone was listening.
The Lie That Loved Me is a slow-burn, poetic romance
about soft hands, sharp truths, and the ache of loving someone who was never yours to keep.
For the ones who never asked for forever -
just for someone to stay.
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