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  • No way out!! by lilac_souls
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    Apart from freedom, she found something she didn't want to escape! Calm and Chaotic, loving but courageous and unquestionably smart; Aayra Kapoor the girl who fought her father to come to the states to study, to live her life for once, but her father, being the man he is only let her, upon his conditions. She had no other option apart from agreeing to her father to break free from her cage, but once free, how will she go back to the cage, and more importantly, will she find someone who makes her want to stay? Rowan Williams- the man everyone believed to be carefree, the one who was the life of every party. Despite having the image of a typical highschool bad boy, he had a heart of gold, always caring for the people he loved, never expressing his love through words, he always let his actions speak. His smile was enough to make the world believe how happy he was, but no one saw the late nights and the unshed tears, all they saw was a sunshiny boy. Will he find someone who opens his wounds and makes him admit the things he is trying so hard to hide. Aarya and Rowan being completely different, are the same. On their journey of achieving their dreams while fighting their inner battle, they might find something too precious to lose. But it won't be easy, just when things start feeling right, life starts testing in ways that feel impossible to pass. How will these challenges hold up to Rowan and Aayra, will it break them, or bring them closer? Its about time to know! Troupes; Rich girl x bad boyy Introvert x etrovert Highschool romance She fell first and he fell harder
  • Paper Hands by acquainted
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    ❝ what's the most important thing you've ever held in your hands? ❞ ❝ somebody else's hands. ❞
  • Pluviophile by introvertt
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    It was a rainy day, in New York no less. One held a cup of coffee, wishing for the rain to stop. One held a hand full of old books, savouring the moment. short story #98 poetry #51