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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 (𝑩𝒀: 𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒉𝒊𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔__)
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Ongoing, First published Jun 18
Mature
"I LIKE YOU" He was saying these 3 words even after knowing that she will not accept him "I KNOW YOU DON'T LIKE ME BUT AT LEAST LET ME CONFESS MY TRUE FEELINGS"

Her who have liked him since their first meet " I DON'T LIKE YOU" she was saying this with heavy heart "JUST LEAVE ME ALONE" tears slipped from her eyes, she turned back and left him alone.

Tears were flowing continuously from his eyes "I'M READY TO WAIT FOR YOU EVEN IF IT TAKES FOREVER" 

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈·✦

She never stopped loving him.
But sometimes, love isn't enough - not when you're fighting battles no one else can see.

He fell first, fell hard, and stayed - through every silence, every rejection, and every tear she never let him wipe away.
She pushed him away not because she didn't care, but because she cared too much.
Too broken. Too unsure. Too scared to hold something so pure.

But destiny...
Destiny always has a way of bringing hearts back home - even the ones that drift apart.

Will time heal what fear once ruined?
Will they find each other again, when the world isn't standing in between?

Because some love stories don't end - they pause, they ache, and then... they bloom again.

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STORY BY: siddhiwrites_
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*This is fanfiction totally based on my imagination. Every thoughts are mine.
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