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7 parts Ongoing "A broken glass-no matter how hard you try, can never be the same...... Unless you crush it, melt it and reform it."
But what if some memories can't be crushed, some wounds can't be melted away?
What if this isn't about glass at all?
"A broken glass can be mended, it's shattered pieces carefully put back together-but the cracks will always remain, etched like scars of the past."
But what if someone steps into your life, not to erase those cracks, but to fill them with gold? What if, this time, the cracks are no longer reminders of pain, but of resilience-woven with beauty of new memories?