Pagmamahal At pamamaalam

Pagmamahal At pamamaalam

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Pagmamahal at Pamamaalam" Isa, dalawa, tatlo Halina't sabayan mo ako Sa pagbibilang ng numero Dahil ako'y natutuliro Apat, lima, anim Bakit biglang dumilim? Na animo'y kumilimlim Maging ating damdamin Dati'y akala ko may "sparks" tayo "Sparks" na sinasabi ng mga tao Na ito raw ay yung kilig na nararamdaman Ng dalawang taong tunay na nagmamahalan "Sparks" yun ang akala ko Pero bakit parang "electric circuit" lang ito "Electric circuit" na saglit lang ang kislap Na para bang saglit na pagkurap Habang inaalala ko yung mga nagdaan Ako'y natutuwa na lang ng biglaan Dahil ikaw ang pinagmumulan Ng aking kasiyahan Ngunit kasabay ng pagkatuwa ko Bigla namang sumabay ang sakit nito Sakit, sakit dito sa puso ko Na kung saan naka ukit ang larawan mo Masasayang alaala, habang kasama ka Sadyang napakagandang tanawin diba? Ikaw at ako, tayong dalawa Ang magkasama sa hirap at ginhawa Ito'y halimbawa ng magandang alaala Na pwedeng baunin saan ka man magpunta Ngunit ang magandang panaginip Ay bangungot ang naging kalakip Sa bawat pag ngiti ay napalitan ng pag simangot Ang bawat saya ay napalitan ng lungkot Ang bawat "mahal kita" ay natapos sa "tama na, di ko na kaya" At ang ating pagmamahalan ay humantong sa pamamaalam.
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A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.

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