between dreams and vows

between dreams and vows

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Prologue If someone had asked Ava to describe her life plan, she would've said something articulate-like balance, or fulfillment, or not losing her mind before thirty. Instead, she got a wedding she wasn't ready for, a husband who rushed everything, and a career she barely had time to miss before it slipped through her fingers. Then-boom. She went to bed on her wedding night, exhausted, annoyed, and vaguely regretful. And woke up on her honeymoon. Same husband. Different country. No memory of how she got there. The next morning? A new version of her life again. One day she's a wife. The next, a mother. Then an executive in a skyline office she doesn't remember earning. Some days it feels like winning. Others, like drowning. Time doesn't wait for her. It yanks her forward, skips the chapters, rewrites the lines. Now Ava's just trying to figure out what she wanted in the first place-before life finishes the story without asking her how it ends.
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"Loving you is exhausting and hard. Give me a freaking break." he said. "Then why are you still here?", she whispered with a pale and trembling voice, holding back the tears that were willing to fall down her cheeks. Laura never wanted to fall in love with someone she couldn't touch - someone who only existed behind a screen, a voice borne by time zones and poor connections. But Evan made distance seem hazardous. He made every silence burn. "You could've stopped talking to me." she said to him once. "I tried," he said. "You just wouldn't leave my fucking head." Somewhere in between their late-night phone calls and the words they never spoke, something real started to take shape - delicate, wrong, and beautiful. But love such as theirs was going to shatter. It was constructed on waiting, on jealousy, on all the things they couldn't have. And maybe that's the cruelest kind of love - the kind that feels infinite, but ends the moment you wake up. Until Aiden walked in - the man who was real, present, and everything Evan couldn't be. Aman who had actually been beside her even when she broke his heart, even when she drifted away to chase someone who made her heart ache in ways she never imagined. "He doesn't deserve you. please wake up Lau." Aiden told her. "Then why does it still feel like he's the one?" she whispered. "You're crazy." Somewhere between what she wanted and what she needed, Laura lost control. Between time zones and heartbreak, between messages and memories, something between them had shattered. Because sometimes, love doesn't ask you to choose between two people - it asks you to choose which part of yourself you're willing to destroy.

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