Tears on a withered flower

Tears on a withered flower

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The love that couldn't be separated, not even by death, the love that stayed the same even if the two belonged to two different realities, two different worlds... They don't love each other anymore, the thread that had bought them together was cut down by her. They found each other under the driving rain, his eyes filled with shining stars while hers were the dense ocean he fell deep into, their souls drawn together like tides. From stolen glances and hushed up feelings, their love grew despite belonging to two separate worlds. They promised to stay with each other forever, but life had other plans. They would have married and lived a happy life if... she didn't die. But even death couldn't separate them, the destiny that bought them together also tried to separate them but couldn't... Their love isn't the same but they still care about each other. Read my story to learn how the unfinished tale of their love finished someone else's love story. . . . TEARS ON A WITHERED FLOWER @clouds_pov
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'"I cannot feel this way. You clearly don't feel-" "I do though." He interrupts me. I finally look up to meet his eyes. It holds so much sadness. "Believe it or not but it hurts me every time I see tears in your eyes." His hands reach for my face, one more time and gently wipes the tears off my face. No matter what, the tears keep flowing down. "Please don't cry." He whispers. "You have someone out there just for you. Waiting for you." I whisper softly. A sad smile forms on my face that is now saltier than the ocean bed itself. I try to tug his hand off my face, but his hold is firm. He leans his head down and places it against mine. "I know." His whisper equally soft. "You need to let go. Just as I am." I close my eyes and take in the breeze of ocean that surrounds him and now me. I hear a deep growl just as his hold tighten on my face but it's still gentle.' For the little Raven that was born out the woods, life was only about the survival of fittest. Hunt or be hunted. Until Aya came along and showed her that there was more to life. They became family, sisters and promised to stay together forever. But what happens when one of them finds their mate? Read along to find out the story of Amara Raven on her journey to find a place she belongs. Completed: 12/05/20 Can be read alone!

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