Desolate Hearts. [ON HOLD]

Desolate Hearts. [ON HOLD]

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There's no snare like love, or so they say. They were ensnared by an unknown attraction. Fate has never been in anybody's favor- the most important piece of life can be removed in a blink of an eye. Perhaps faster... Every so often fate plays matchmaker. We all have a match- its inevitable. But life is so darn malicious- we hurt in order to know- its a battlefield. Sometimes the battle is within- against ourselves. To Leigh- life was rather simple. She had grown accustomed to the fact that everyone leaves. After what felt like a decade of tragedies- life was finally on her side. Little did she know that it was all a façade that was soon to lapse. Zachary was a perfect def. of mystery- he had to grind hard for everything. But this time he was given his angel on a silver platter. His savior. Mature content ahead!
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She was confused, he never accepted refuse. She was bounded in a social tie, he was like the open sky. She was like a bird caged up high, he taught her to fly. Life was meaningless for her, he showed the beauty of life to her. She didn't let anyone close to her heart, no matter what, he never did depart. She was his cure, this he was sure. What else can she do, other than surrender, he made her life blossom like a lavender. what else can be said about their love? She was the point of reference, he was biased... Accompany Zaala and Sabil in their journey of pure, innocent and everlasting blooming love... Do not copy my work. You have a more creative brain than doing that. ©MushuShaikh.

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