TwistedByInk
ɪᴛ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜰɪɴɪꜱʜᴇᴅ ,
ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇᴅ.
𝔸𝕣𝕠𝕙𝕚 𝕄𝕖𝕙𝕣𝕒
daughter of a man who ruled cities but couldn't hold her hand, lived in a house where love was scheduled, smiles were political, and windows were safer than doors.
She was the girl with tightly braided hair, forbidden from the streets, forbidden from the world, raised like a porcelain doll in a glass room.
Her laughter was rare. Her wishes were small.
She didn't ask for forever - only for someone to stay.
And in that lonely, golden cage... Arav was the only real thing.
𝔸𝕣𝕒𝕧 𝕍𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕒
Son of a man too loyal for his own good, he grew up in the shadows of a world he didn't belong to , where orders ruled and truth was dangerous.
He came to work, not to play. But fate placed him in the path of a girl who had no one else.
He didn't mean to become her comfort.
Didn't plan to be her only friend.
But love doesn't ask.
Arav had dreams in his eyes, fire in his voice, and a heart too soft for the war he walked into.
𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚,
𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 ~