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When It's Just The Two Of Us
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  • Reads 9,010
  • Votes 400
  • Parts 20
  • Time 5h 48m
Complete, First published Jul 18, 2019
"Sometimes, we don't remember the beginning or the end. Just how it felt."

Skye and Kian are two people quietly carrying more than they ever say out loud, each worn down by their own private battles. In a world that rarely offers refuge, they find an unexpected shelter in one another. Through soft silences, shared glances, and the fragile spaces between growing up and barely holding on, something tender begins to form. It isn't loud or perfect, but it is real. A quiet kind of love built on presence, steady and unspoken, that holds them through the ache of becoming.
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