For What Tomorrow Brings...

For What Tomorrow Brings...

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Love exists but does not show. Concealed perpetual until lost and revealed forever when regained in full glory. Alas, none be the most adept in handling such fragility, the most precious of earthly and heavenly gifts. For many brave souls dare to venture into the deepest depth fathomable, deeper than even the wellspring of emotion that is the human heart. Mortal eyes dare not gaze into the black abyss of nothingness without knowing what has been emptied from them. There are fewer worries in this world that stun the human imagination greatly than that of a future uncertain. Carved out of despised arrogance is the foresight to plan for every possible outcome, never knowing there are very few probabilities that all ends meet in one spot. Tomorrow is the dreadful, sorrowful yet lovely promise of a new dawn to rise from the ashes of today's suffering. Hope is most present in the desire that when tomorrow comes, what it brings will surely make all that is lost and broken, even a discarded heart, renewed.
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They say betrayal never comes from your enemies. I used to think that was just something people said to feel better about their broken hearts. Until mine shattered too. The night it happened, everything changed. I lost my best friend. I lost my boyfriend. But worst of all... I lost myself. It's funny how a single moment can split your life into before and after. Before, I was the girl who believed in love, in loyalty, in forever. After, I was the girl standing in the ruins of what used to be her world, gasping for air, screaming into the silence, wondering why. Why me? Why now? Why them? So, I ran. Packed what was left of me and left the pieces behind-what else could I do? I moved cities. Moved in with my cousin. I told myself I needed a break, a fresh start. I told myself I wasn't looking for anyone. I was here to rebuild, quietly, carefully. Just me and the pain that still lived under my skin. But then... I saw him. At the club. Dark suit. Brooding eyes. Hands in his pockets like the world bowed at his feet. He didn't just walk in; he owned the room. The kind of man who didn't need to speak to be heard. I didn't know his name. I didn't know his story. But I felt his eyes on me like a touch that burned. He was power. He was danger. He was everything I told myself to avoid. But as fate would have it, the man who never chased anyone... noticed the broken girl who stopped believing in love. And maybe-just maybe-he'd be the one to help me believe again. This is the story of how I broke... And how he found every shattered piece.

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