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Asunder
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Oct 18, 2019
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Fanfic
BOYNEXTDOOR
"Promise me. Promise me you'll never beg someone to stay when they're already gone." Tangled up a million knots, Kingsley has lost faith in happiness. Her heavy heart struggles to continue to beat, and she is slowing down. It seems to her that the world is against her. But the world seems to often change its mind. She meets people. Well, not people. She meets someone. Someone who will turn her entire world around, make her question everything she thinks she knows, and open her eyes to realities she always thought were closed to her. Can anything or anyone save this girl and pull her back from where she is beginning to wander - from where she cannot return? What does it take to fix the unfixable? Friendship? Loss? Love? Kingsley is about to find out. Join her, and discover her past as she uncovers her future. Join Kingsley on her journey towards the beginning of the end - or perhaps, a new beginning. And learn, as she will, what can put someone back together, or tear them asunder.
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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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