Unchosen,still yours
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Last published Sun, Sep 14, 2025
"They were never meant to be, yet fate signed their names together. In a marriage neither chose, love wasn't the plan... but hearts have a way of rebelling. Rayyan, proud and guarded, carrying scars he hides deep within. Airah, strong but broken, fighting to keep her past from defining her future. Forced into a life they didn't want, they start as strangers bound by duty and pain. But sometimes, even when love isn't promised, the heart finds a way to break through the walls - and maybe, just maybe, two broken souls can find something real in each other."
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