The Murderers Daughter

The Murderers Daughter

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She's the murderer's daughter. Cold. Quiet. Untouchable. He's the boy who smiles like nothing scares him-until he meets her. Zaria doesn't need anyone. Not after what happened. Not after her mother took the fall for a crime she didn't commit. Not after the world branded her a monster's child. But Riven sees her. The real her. The one behind the walls. The one who still wakes up screaming at 3 AM. He follows her through silence, sarcasm, and the storm she hides inside. She pushes him away-but he stays. He always stays. Until one day... he vanishes. And Zaria realizes the scariest thing of all- She might've needed him more than she ever wanted to admit. A story about trauma, slowburn love, and healing in the quiet moments. He calls her ghost. She calls him stray cat. Neither of them knows how to say "don't leave."
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"If things were different..." Jeff's voice trails off. Ivy finishes it for him: "We would've been something, right?" He fell for her when she was still learning how to let people close. She fell for him when he'd already learned how to stay safe behind silence. They walk the same campus, smile the same polite smiles, and avoid the same memories they both keep replaying at night. Jeff doesn't blame her for falling late - he thinks she deserves a love without hesitation. Ivy keeps drifting toward him anyway - a little too curious, a little too attached to the version of him she once imagined. Some stories don't arrive loudly. Some slip in quietly, in the hesitation before a confession, in the space between two hearts that almost touched. A tender, aching slow-burn about timing, courage, and the love that waits in the quiet.

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