Brutally yours
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To the quiet girls with stormy hearts.
To the boys who feel too much but show too little.
To those who were never chosen first - but loved like they were the last.
This story is for the unseen,
the unheard,
the untamed.
For every soul who thought they were "too soft" for this world -
and found someone who didn't just see their softness,
but protected it with fire.
For anyone who still believes that love isn't always gentle -
but when it's real, it is brutally honest, brutally fierce, and brutally yours.
And most of all -
To the one who dreams loud in silence:
This is your story. You just haven't lived it yet.
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