Becoming a Non-existing Character

Becoming a Non-existing Character

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"I became a character in the story where I don't even belong" Aila is a normal college teenager who once wished to exist in the fantasy world she one's imagined and made by her own... A quiet popular fantasy author who wished to exist in the book she wrote What will happened if her wish will suddenly be granted? What could be her role in the story where already done and published?
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She's a girl with a hopelessly romantic heart-someone who's always believed in soulmates, late-night talks, and love that feels like home. But reality hasn't been kind. Time after time, she's been cheated on, left to pick up the pieces of promises broken and dreams torn apart. Still, she holds onto hope, even when it hurts. Then, just when she's about to give up on love entirely, someone new enters her life. Unexpected. Gentle. Different. For the first time in a long while, she dares to believe again. She lets herself fall. And just when her heart begins to feel safe, he breaks it too-leaving her more lost than ever. She's a hopeless romantic-someone who's always dreamed of deep, lasting love, the kind that feels like fate and fills every quiet space in her heart. But life hasn't followed the script she imagined. She's been cheated on more times than she can count, each betrayal carving a deeper wound, each lie dimming the light inside her. Still, she keeps hoping. Her mind is a storm-racing thoughts, endless questions, memories she can't escape. Why wasn't she enough? Will anyone ever stay? She tries to make sense of the chaos, holding onto that small, fragile thread of belief that love is still out there. Then someone new arrives-unexpected and warm, just different enough to make her believe that maybe, just maybe, things will be different this time. She opens her heart again. She lets herself feel. But the pattern repeats. He leaves. And the pain hits harder, because this time she truly thought it would last. Now, with too much on her mind and a heart full of silent screams, she stands at the edge of hope and heartbreak, still wishing-against all odds-that real love will find her. "She believed in love, even after being broken again and again. With a mind full of storms and a heart full of cracks, she still hoped someone would choose to stay."

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