The Imperfect Whispers
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For her, he was the only guy who made her feel what she never felt before. Or, what she chose not to feel. She hated the way he made her feel. All those feelings were just not made for her. In his eyes, she saw peace. He demolished her walls and penetrated deep into her life. Indeed, she was really a mystery. Her quest for revenge made her heart weaker instead of stronger immediately he stepped into her life. She called him a mistake. Or was he really the last piece she needed to complete her investigation? Or was he a whole new case?
Now, she had to live with him to release the shackles of her heart. It was indeed a journey. He was obvious, but she pretended to hide behind the curtain. He caught her and handcuffed her right in his heart and sentenced her to a lifetime marriage with him. She had to adapt to her new life. She knew that marriage wasn't only a bed of roses but, roses also have thorns. And she had to live with them.
But, in order to make it work, her flaws will have to flow with his. She had to make his ruins hers.
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Both of them knew what they felt. But none ever spoke about it. She felt safe with him. Both of them did. They shared everything with each other and he never lied to her. Or did he? They turned their imperfect whispers to companionship and love. She was his rhythm and he was her lyrics. She knew him and he knew her.
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