The One Who Made Time Stop
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Dernière publication dim., juil. 13, 2025
Edward always feels like something is missing, though he can never quite put his finger on what it is. He has the charisma, the power, the fame-everything most people dream of. Yet deep inside, he carries a quiet emptiness, a lingering sense that, despite it all, he still isn't whole. Ever since Chandra vanished, his world has slowly unraveled-like a symphony cut short, every note after her absence felt hollow.
He searched for her endlessly, chased every whisper, followed every lead-but no matter how far he reached, she remained just out of grasp. And then came Allison. Her presence was unexpected, yet something about her began to soften the edges of his grief. With every moment spent with her, his once unshakable resolve to find Chandra began to fade. The life he thought was incomplete without Chandra started to take a new shape-one he never imagined possible.
But as his heart begins to heal, a question lingers: is Allison the beginning of something real, or just another heartbreak waiting to unfold?
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