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Chaand

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They called it a disappearance.
She called it unfinished.

Three years of love.
One day of silence.
And everything after that...
was just echoes.

A phone that never rang again.
A city full of strangers.
And a name she whispered
into streets that didn't know him.

She searched not for closure,
but for the light that once held her together.

And then, years later
in a city far from where their story began
a familiar face flickered into her life.
Like moonlight slipping through broken blinds.

She thought she had imagined it.
But some ghosts don't wait to be believed.

Now, standing at the edge of a truth
darker than silence,
and deeper than love,
she must walk back into everything she never truly left behind.All Rights Reserved

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Loved a dying mind by todo-shoto

There are people who fill the room the moment they walk in. And then there are people who disappear even while they're sitting right in front of you. She was the latter. Wrapped in shadows, untouched by the noise of the world, she carried silence like it was stitched into her skin. Her eyes didn't blink, her voice was barely more than a whisper but every word clung like smoke, impossible to forget. I shouldn't have noticed her. I shouldn't have cared. But the moment I did, it was already too late. What begins as curiosity spirals into something heavier, a haunting intimacy that feels less like love and more like falling into a mirror you're afraid to shatter. A story not about romance or rescue, but about the weight of existence, and the echo of souls that never quite fit into the world around them. Loved a Dying Mind is a tale of fragile connections, of questions without answers, and of the kind of bond that burns itself into you long after the silence has swallowed everything else.

Two Years Too Late by romazlone

They were strangers bound by an arranged marriage neither of them wanted. She, a quiet dreamer who had secretly loved him for years. He, a pragmatic man who saw marriage as an obligation, not an emotion. For two years, they lived as roommates - her world revolving around him, and his life quietly orbiting her without realizing it. Until one night, a phone call could have changed everything - if only he had picked up. That night changed her. The woman who once waited for love now wanted freedom. But by the time he finally saw what she meant to him... she was already gone. And some mistakes take years to heal - even if love never really leaves.

His Silence, My Storm: Loving In Shadows by manahilalihere

They never spoke. They never touched. Yet something between them burned-slowly, silently-like a prayer that heaven refused to hear. This isn't a love story carved in sweet endings. It's a wound disguised as a heartbeat- a storm that lived, raged, and died quietly inside one girl's chest. She watched him when the world wasn't watching. She memorized the way he breathed, the way he existed like poetry that was never meant for her- while she stayed hidden in the quiet corners of his life. She felt everything. He remained untouched. He was distant, untouchable- a star she was never meant to hold. Yet to her, he was the gravity that held her together... and the force that tore her apart. This isn't a story about being seen. It's about loving someone so fiercely, so sacredly in silence, that even absence began to feel like a presence. Because some stories are too raw to be told, too holy to be spoken aloud- they exist only in stolen glances, in the quiet ache of never being enough. ~~~ His Silence, My Storm: Loving in Shadows A haunting tale of unspoken love, quiet obsession, and a girl who shattered beautifully for a boy who never knew she was breaking.

Their First, And Last by storiesby_tanu27

They say everyone finds love at least once. But what if... she never did? She didn't stop believing in it- she just never got it. Not the kind you read about. Not the kind that stays. She loved deeply, silently, and selflessly... but life never loved her back the same way. And he-he wasn't searching for anyone. He didn't even know what love looked like until he looked at her. And suddenly, he just knew. This isn't a story of second chances. There was never a first. This is the beginning they never expected- when two lonely hearts crash softly, and build a kind of love that feels like home for the very first time. It's not her last... It's her first, too. And maybe... finally... her always.

Half a heart in France by Sharveta

Seven years ago, she left without a word pregnant with his child.Now he's in France, starting fresh.She's the CEO.He's her new employee.But neither of them forgot how it ended.

Burning Between Us : Yearning And Waiting by BethelMelody

He owned New York. Every skyscraper, every deal, every whisper of fear carried his name. But no one had ever seen his face. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. At thirty-three, he ruled an empire and buried his enemies six feet deep. His silence was a weapon, his loneliness a prison. From the tallest tower in the city, he watched the streets pulse with life-laughter, anger, love-all the things he no longer recognized. His empire stretched beyond the skyline, built on blood and brilliance, yet it meant less to him than the cigarette burning between his fingers. They called him a ghost-the man who signed billion-dollar deals and made rivals disappear without leaving his office chair. And yet, every night, when the world thought he was locked away in his glass fortress, he drove to a quiet coffee shop. A modest corner of the city, buzzing with warmth and chatter. He never spoke, never smiled-just sat, waiting. For what, he didn't know. Until the night she walked in. She was everything he shouldn't notice-soft blue eyes, a voice rooted in faith, a girl who carried light where he carried shadows. She should have been forgettable. Yet she was the only thing he couldn't forget. But love is dangerous for a man like him. And when his enemies discover his weakness, the war he fought in boardrooms will spill into her fragile world. Some men burn empires for power. He would burn his for her. Two hearts-one waiting, one aching. A love that begins in stillness, lingers in silence, and dares to bloom in the spaces between. A slow burn romance about timing, restraint, and everything they can't say out loud. Some love don't rush, they burn_slow, deep and unforgettable.

Unconditional Love: From Unfinished to Forever by WoundedButterfly

She was his past. His "what-if." His unfinished chapter. He left without a word. No explanation. No goodbye. Just silence-cold, heavy, louder than any heartbreak could ever be. The truth came later, sharp and merciless: he had already found someone else. A new girl. A new life. And she-still trapped in the ruins of their love-was left with only questions that had no answers. She never hated him. Not truly. She hated the pain. The emptiness. The nights spent whispering his name into the darkness, hoping it would reach him somehow. She hated how her heart refused to let go, how her love-quiet, loyal, undying-remained, even when he was gone. Years passed. And then he returned. Mature. Changed. Sincere. The boy who had broken her had become a man carrying the weight of his mistakes after he knows the truth about her. Once, they had been reckless hearts, loving without knowing forever. Now, the same love returned-stronger, deeper, and more dangerous than ever. He was her peace in chaos, her truth in silence, the only man she had ever truly loved. And yet, she knew the truth: loving him again could destroy everything. It could break her all over again, or break the life he had now built. And still, the pull between them was irresistible, a force she could not deny. Her heart whispered the choice she would make, even as her mind screamed its warning. Some love-unfinished, eternal, impossible-refuses to be left behind. And she would follow it, knowing the regret that would haunt her for the rest of her life. When hearts-once they have found their other half-will chase it even into heartbreak. Even into ruin. True love is unstoppable and unconditional No matter where life leads, no matter the distance, when one heart trembles, the other reaches without hesitation- to embrace, to soothe, to whisper, "I AM ALWAYS HERE.""

In the silence, i loved you by moongazerr23

> She saw him once - and her heart decided. From classrooms filled with whispers to city nights glowing with loneliness, she loved him silently. He didn't know. He never looked back. But she was always there - watching, waiting, loving. Now years have passed. She's no longer the girl who waited. But is she still the one who loves? A story of one-sided love, soft heartbreak, and a woman who fell first and never stopped falling. Tropes-* she fell first and harder.... did he fell? 🦋 women in love..... isn't it beautiful? ❤️‍🩹 one side love🤍 love at first sight🌙 slow burn romance🔥 fate/meant to be✨ Hope you guys like it and support it and english isn't my first language hope you guys forgive me for my mistakes

Echoes of His Promise by IzaNoreWrites

He was only a voice... yet her heart swore he was real. Ava never saw his face. Never held his hand. Their love existed through words - fragile, beautiful, and unseen. But when Ethan vanished without goodbye, her world shattered into unanswered calls and undelivered messages. Years later, she still waits... not for closure, but for the sound of a voice that once promised forever. Was he ever real? Or just a dream that loved her back?

Still, After All This Time || WANPLENG by sapphicreverie

Thirteen years ago, Pleng walked away from the only girl she ever loved-with nothing but a coffee-stained note and a broken voice. Wan never chased her. She became a doctor, buried the pain, and told herself she'd moved on. Until one night, in a quiet seaside bar, she hears a voice she hasn't heard in over a decade. Pleng is there-still singing, still hurting, and still the girl Wan never stopped loving. Some stories don't end. Some hearts don't forget. And some love, even after all this time... is still there, waiting to be heard.

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Loved a dying mind

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