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Between Us, Always
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  • Reads 44
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 14
  • Time 1h 2m
Ongoing, First published Oct 31, 2020
14 new parts
They were once inseparable-childhood friends who built kingdoms out of paper crowns and whispered promises under the stars

But growing up changed everything.

Rivalry turned their laughter into arguments.
Love blurred the line between competition and devotion.
And heartbreak... tore them apart.

Years later, Lia Villanueva has built a quiet, steady life without Ethan Carter in it. Or at least, she tries to. Until fate throws them back together-older, busier, still carrying the weight of a past they never truly buried.

Can two people who know each other's beginnings survive their ending? Or were they always meant to find their way back, no matter the distance, no matter the years?

Because between them-through friendship, rivalry, love, and loss-something has always remained.

Between Us, Always.
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In a quiet, misty district of Himachal Pradesh, in a small orphanage called Sparsh Ashram, lived a fragile, gentle girl named Ishara. Her eyes held a quiet innocence, untouched by the harshness of the world, yet shadowed with a deep, unspoken sorrow. When she was only four, her stepfather-the one who had once called her his life-had left her. He discovered she was the product of her mother's betrayal, and in his heartbreak, he turned away. Since then, Ishara had grown up in the soft, lonely halls of the orphanage, her heart tender, her spirit delicate, carrying a pain that even time could not erase. At fifteen, she was still small, almost like a fragile bird in a vast, unkind sky-beautiful, innocent, and quietly brave. .................................................................................................... ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨