Creatures of Passion
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  • Reads 1,572
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  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 17m
Ongoing, First published Oct 14, 2024
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They were inseparable childhood sweet hearts; only to be torn apart as they bloomed to youth
They were high on emotions, proving that  at times Love is not enough.

She was burdened by deeds of her past.  Always choosing to hide her truth behind a facade of fake smiles and pretence of glamorous aspirations

He was scarred by betrayal, building walls around his timid heart while painting them with arrogance so that non can breach.

Time mercifully gave them many chances. Nevertheless,  often pushing them together and pulling them apart. 

Will they ever be able to find closure?


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