The extra-ordinary life

The extra-ordinary life

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[Temporarily discontinued] A very wise man once said, "The loneliest moment in someone's life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly." Let's confess.. We all have been through this at some point in our life where we craved for a person to be with us, may be just a single person, who we can rely upon, who we can trust and who no-matter-what would tell us "I got your back". But, did we all get what we yearned for??? This story is also about a very ordinary person (just like us), voyaging through the innumerous ups and downs of life, in search of a brighter tomorrow. Let us all accompany this very ordinary girl in her "extra-ordinary" journey of life, the journey towards finding everything that she deserves..
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Some people arrive quietly. No fireworks. No background music. Just a look. A name. A violet shirt in a white room. You don't realize it's the start. Not until you're too far in. I didn't fall for him the way stories say you should. There was no moment of knowing. Just a slow ache that built between library tables and half-finished coffee cups. The kind of love that feels like a question no one teaches you how to ask. We were never official. Never obvious. We were playlists. Eye contact. A sentence that almost sounded like confession-until it didn't. And somewhere in that space between almost and never, I became someone I didn't recognize. Someone quieter. Smaller. And then... someone who walked away. This is not a story about the guy I ended up with. This is about the one I couldn't have. The one who arrived too late. The one who taught me that not all love stories need a happy ending- Some just need a girl who finally chooses herself. And this time, I did.

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