Bound,but not chosen
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"I used to believe in the red string of fate, invisible yet unbreakable. But between us, there was only empty air-no thread, no bond, no destiny. This was never our story; it was theirs. I was merely the fleeting smile in the background, the side character who makes the heroes shine. And still, I ache... for nothing weighs heavier than a love that was never meant to be.....i was never the chosen one..."
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