I Never Cried. Until You.
- LECTURES 164
- Votes 8
- Chapitres 8
She let him in, knowing he might leave.
He left, not knowing he took her with him.
This is not a love story. It's a quiet collapse dressed in silence, touches, and everything unsaid.
For the ones who loved too deeply and lost themselves in the process.
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