Ladysilverthrone07
The Love Story of Phenol and Aniline is an autobiographical account of growing up - told through fragments of memory, school corridors, friendships that formed and fractured, quiet ambitions, unasked questions, and the slow realization that life rarely follows a fair structure.
The title comes from chemistry, though this book does not. Like its namesakes, the relationships in these pages exist close to one another, sometimes reacting, rarely blending into anything gentle. There is no dramatic love here, only observation, detachment, and moments that leave a residue long after they pass.
This story moves chronologically, but not sentimentally. Some chapters are brief because memory fades. Others remain because they never truly ended. It explores childhood, identity, introversion, discipline, ambition, exhaustion, faith, failure, and the quiet pressure of becoming someone before you are ready the realisation that the world is not an utopia.
I write this for readers who prefer realism over romance, reflection over resolution, and honesty over comfort.
This is not a confession.It is a record.