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I never believed in love - not the kind that sets your soul alight and makes silence feel like music.
But then came Valentine's Day.
A glance. A smile. A hand resting softly on my knee.
It should've been nothing. Just a passing spark.
But sparks...they start fires. And he became mine.
He didn't just fall into my life - he walked in like he belonged there.
With eyes that read my pain, and arms that held me when I was barely holding myself.
He whispered promises against my skin and made me feel like I was the only girl in the world.
From soft glances to heated kisses, from shy cheek pecks to whispered moans in hidden park corners
From nervous fingers brushing mine to whispered moans in places we shouldn't be.
He was gentle, he was wild - and he made me glow like never before.
I was the storm no one stayed for.
He ? He was the flame that danced with it... and never burned.
This is the story of a girl who didn't believe in love.
Until she met a boy who taught her that some hearts were made to collide - and some flames were meant to last.
Because sometimes, love doesn't arrive like a storm. Sometimes...it's a flame that never stops glowing.