"A delicate flower"🌼🌻-that's what everyone calls her. She is pure, untouched by the cruelty of the world, as gentle as a petal swaying in the breeze. Innocence shines in her eyes, kindness lingers in her words, and love flows effortlessly from her heart. She is as ethereal as an angel, untouched by the darkness that lurks in the shadows.
And to him, she is his flower 🌻.
: "Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that." And she is light itself-radiant, warm, a beacon of hope in a world filled with despair.
She is a fairy, delicate and full of magic, spreading warmth wherever she goes. He, on the other hand, is a living nightmare-cold, ruthless, and feared by many. They are as different as day and night, as opposite as fire and water.
She is sweet, with laughter like a melody, soft and soothing. He is wild, a storm that rages without mercy, destructive and untamed. She heals, he wounds. She loves, he destroys.
Yet, despite the chaos he carries within him, she sees something no one else does. In the darkness of his soul, she finds a flicker of light-a piece of him untouched by the storm. And maybe, just maybe, her light is strong enough to bring him back from the abyss.
ليست كل الحكايات تبدأ بابتسامة ..
بعضها يولد من صمتٍ طويل من نظرة لم تُفهم أو من قرار صغير كان كافيًا ليقلب كل شي
هنا لا تبحث عن أبطال خارقين ولا عن نهايات مثالية
هنا ستجد القلوب كما هي ضعيفة عنيدة محطّمة لكنها تقاوم
هذه الرواية ليست مجرد قصة بل مرآة
وقد ترى نفسك بين السطور دون أن تنتبه
مرحبًا بك في عالمٍ لا يشبه أحدًا
لكنّه قد يشبهك