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Malik and Melek.
Two souls tied to each other, two souls who would die for each other, two souls who's love is so drastic and fatal that one of them thinks the other one died.
Malik, an NSA whistleblower and Melek, a student trying to get her journalism degree.
What happens after Malik publishes the secrets of the government and their disturbing plans? What does Melek do, thinking that her lover died? What will the outcome be when she starts to see him? Is it real or just an hallucination?
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An utopian short story
This was written in 2021 for a school project & republished because I didn't wanna keep it hidden. Enjoy :).
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