A Quiet Love, A Stormed Heart
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Ongoing9m
Last published Thu, Jul 31, 2025
No matter how hard she tries to seek love, it always slips through her fingers.
She loves too deeply, so deeply that she cannot climb out of the abyss that love has become for her.
She was never able to reach him-never close enough to touch. All she could do was watch from afar.
Remaining quietly by his side, offering what little help she could, and keeping watch over him became her silent devotion.
This is the story of a girl whose heart was never made to wear a crown, but who loved a man with all the tenderness in her soul.
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