Corrective Ink
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  • Partes 18
  • Hora 1h 9m
Concluida, Has publicado jun 06, 2020
Love is lovely, isn't it?

But what happens when the magic disappears and the person you're married to has changed back to the pumpkin they were before? 

Do you stay single for a while or do you look for comfort in someone else?

Do you go through a phase of one night stands or do you conceal yourself from the rest of the world?

They say the best way of getting over someone is getting under someone else, but not just anyone else would do for some. On a rare occasion, we find better than we had and it's up to us to unlearn all the toxic behavioral patterns we had accumulated in past relationships. Some of us can't, but there is the one percent that rises to the occasion and conquers.

Which are you? 
What would you do? 
What are your beliefs?
Where do you draw the line?

Find out where life takes a soon to be thirty-year-old man after he finds out about the infidelity in his marriage.

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"Who says your life ends only when your heart stops? It ends even when there's a celebration around you." A marriage. To a man who had saved my parents' life. Their respect, their businesses, their home ... But at a cost. The cost being me. I was to be wed to a stranger. A Yade. His nationality, species, colour, eyes, skin... none of that ever mattered. The only thing that has ever mattered to me was that the man I marry be the man I have been dreaming about for six years. Six glorious years spread apart with memories that set my soul on fire and light my life up. Hope was a beacon and love was a companion I had lived with in every life. And now, I was to marry a stranger to save my parents' life. There was no real choice to make. Why show me how glorious my life could be, if I were never meant to live it?