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When We Must Part (COMPLETE)
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Complete, First published Jan 19, 2022
Mature
My Pain, Your Tears
Your Pain, My Tears

Then why do we cause each other pain? Why can't we just ignore each other, if our fate isn't to be together? Let me tell you why... because I can hurt you, I can love you, I can kiss you and I can torture you, but I can't ever leave you.

The time will come though, when we must part... but who would have known that this wouldn't happen once, but over and over again in our lives, all the way through to death? Maybe in another lifetime, we can say that we mustn't part, but in this lifetime, our existence is not for each other.

My love, when that day comes, keep me in your memories, not as a grand mistake, but as the dark love, who was not just harsh and cruel, but a part of your very own shadow.

Please remember this, when we must part.

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There is a video trailer in the first chapter! 
This story has nothing to do with the show Sadda Haq, apart from the names of the characters. You can read it as original fiction!
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