Zelene [ UNDER REVISION ]

Zelene [ UNDER REVISION ]

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Loving him is my only sin, mother... father. If I can mend all of this, I already do but I'm too late and the damage was already done. It was broken and no way to be repaired. Being weak like this leaves me hurt and betrayed. She is a young lady who choose to die and leave everything, but fate brought her back. Those past memories was stuck in her mind and she grows up remembering it. That painful memories that she wants to forget still lingers. What will she do when she meet again the person who hurted and betray her? Will she love him again or choose to ignore him and live as a different person? But she is a different person now with a different name and identity. WARNING: unedited and raw so be warn. Include a lot and lots of grammar mistakes. | Written this one offline and almost finished. Will update this once revised but as I said be warned. My revised version is not perfect also.| Started: April 25, 2017 Ended:
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Started: 10/28/2025 Ended: 08/05/2026 I knew he was married, but I still let myself fall. We were friends before his wife came, not close, not strangers either. We never said what we truly felt, maybe because we were afraid to give it meaning. But fate played its cruel trick. We ended up living in the same boarding house, different rooms, the same secret. We both knew it was wrong, yet we crossed the line anyway. He was my first, my first love, my first sin, my first heartbreak. I thought I could handle it, but loving him was slowly destroying me. So I did the only thing that could save what was left of me. I left him. Because sometimes, walking away doesn't mean you stopped loving. It just means you've finally learned to love yourself.

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