She survived everything life threw at her.
He found peace in the only thing that made sense to him.
Neither of them were looking for each other.
But every night, without knowing it she listened, and he played.
Two broken people. One narrow lane between them. And a love that was already growing before either of them had the courage to name it.
Some stories don't begin with a meeting.
They begin with a feeling you can't explain and spend the rest of your life trying to.
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