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When Love Crashed In

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Parts 46
Time 11h 32m

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Freen was supposed to confess.
Becky was supposed to be hers.

But one unexpected "yes" 
at the wrong time,
in the wrong place,
to the wrong person 
breaks everything, they never admitted out loud.

Now, the air is thick with silence,
the group chat is on fire,
and feelings are building into something
too loud to stay buried.

Secrets. Regret. A countdown neither of them sees coming.
And when love finally crashes in,
it won't be quiet.
It'll be messy,
public,
and impossible to undo.

"Some stories don't begin with a kiss...
They begin with a scream in the middle of someone else's happy ending."All Rights Reserved

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Fight for Love! by CrazedWriter123

The first time Freen Sarocha saw her, she was just a silhouette in a hoodie, hesitating at the gym's entrance like she might bolt at any moment. "We're closing in ten minutes," Freen called out, not unkindly, wrapping her hands after a long day of training kids who needed her more than they needed perfect technique. The figure stepped forward, lowering her hood to reveal sharp eyes and a jawline that belonged on magazine covers, not in this worn-down gym where the heavy bags leaked sand and the mirror had a crack running through its center. "I need to learn how to fight," the girl said, and something in her voice-desperation mixed with determination-made Freen pause. "Everyone who walks through that door thinks they need to fight," Freen replied, studying her. Expensive sneakers trying to look cheap. Tension in her shoulders that spoke of a different kind of battle. "What are you really running from?" The girl's mask slipped for just a moment, revealing something raw and afraid underneath. "Everything. I'm running from everything." "And you think learning to throw punches will help?" "I think learning to throw punches is the only thing that will help." The girl's hands clenched into fists. "Please. I can pay whatever you charge. I just-I need this." Freen should have said no. But something in those eyes called to her-a kindred spirit, maybe, someone else who understood that sometimes the only way to survive was to fight. "One trial session," Freen said finally. "No payment. If you can keep up, we'll talk about what comes next." "Thank you." The relief in the girl's voice was palpable. "I'm Becky, by the way." "Freen." She tossed a pair of gloves across the space. "Let's see what you've got, Becky." Neither of them knew it yet, but that moment-that simple exchange in a run-down gym as the sun set over Bangkok-would change everything. Some fights you choose. Others choose you. And the most important ones? Those are the fights you face together.

Tied in tulle by Ohhh26

Freen Sarocha is a perfectionist architect with zero interest in marriage - especially not to Becky Armstrong, her chaotic childhood nemesis turned fashion designer with too many piercings and too few boundaries. But when their traditional Thai families dust off an old wedding pact and drop the bomb: "You're getting married in three weeks," they're both forced into the ultimate sapphic fake-it-til-you-make-it. Freen wants order. Becky wants fun. Neither of them wants this marriage. Too bad - they're getting it anyway. What starts as a reluctant arrangement quickly spirals into tropical honeymoons, one-bed disasters, flirt fights, accidental hand-holding, and more than a few "practice kisses" that feel a little too real. They agreed to fake a marriage. They didn't agree to fall in love.

Threads of Starlight! by CrazedWriter123

In a quaint coastal town nestled between towering cliffs and endless waves, Freen and Becky find their paths crossing in the most unexpected way. Freen, a reserved textile artist haunted by self-doubt, returns to her childhood home to mend her fractured relationship with her estranged family. She spends her days weaving intricate tapestries inspired by the night sky, quietly pouring her emotions into her art. Enter Becky, a spirited astronomer and amateur stargazer whose ambitious mission is to establish a local observatory for her community. She's full of fire, laughter, and an unstoppable drive, but beneath her bright exterior lies a fear of losing her sense of belonging. One fateful evening, Becky and Freen meet under an unusual meteor shower while seeking solace at the same isolated cliffside. Their connection is instant but mysterious. Becky offers Freen the courage to explore her dreams beyond her threads, while Freen teaches Becky the beauty in stillness and introspection. Their bond deepens as Becky's observatory project intertwines with Freen's art, symbolizing a bridge between dreams and reality. But as the story unfolds, Freen's unresolved family tensions and Becky's uncertain career trajectory threaten their growing relationship. Can the two of them hold on to the love they've found, or will life's forces pull them apart like unraveling threads?

Flirt, Fear And Freen Sarocha by sarochaandsunshine

A college story... where fire meets cotton.. will fire burns the cotton or the soft cotton is gonna distinguish the fire .. peep in and you'll not be disappointed 😉

"Bound by Fate, Held by Love" by IA_Ayaat

Becky hated Flirty and clingy persons. So when she met her brothers' best friend Freen Sarocha she developed a dislike for her. But when Becky's girlfriend left her in the Alter her family got her married to Freen Sarocha. Will becky fall in love or will she be forever bound with freen for duty?

Love Came Too Late by MoonsFebruary

'Some goodbyes are loud. Ours was a whisper.' Book Two of the 'Love Came' Series Seven years after she let go of her first and fiercest love, Freen is no longer the girl who glittered through school hallways. Now, she's the sharp-edged CEO of a rising indie music label - all structure, no softness. Her world is spreadsheets, sound checks, and silence. Until the voice she thought she'd buried in memory sings again - this time, from behind the glass of her own recording studio. Becky is back. Not as Ghostnotes. As herself. And Freen? She's still trying to remember how to breathe. They say time heals all wounds. But what if time just teaches you how to hide them better? Love Came Too Late is the emotional second volume in the 'Love Came' series. Perfect for fans of slow ache, long silences, and hearts that never healed properly.

A Love Even Poets Would Write About by itsbeckfreen

Freen Sarocha is a quiet, book-loving university student who prefers the company of stories over people. Often teased for her nerdy habits, she keeps to herself, avoiding attention whenever possible. Becky Armstrong, on the other hand, is the golden girl of the university-star football player, effortlessly charming, and adored by everyone. But contrary to stereotypes, Becky is kind-hearted, never one to use her status to intimidate others. This is the story of how a football star and a bookworm found each other in a world that never thought they would. A love so rare, so breathtaking, that even poets would be inspired to write about it.

My Only Medicine! by CrazedWriter123

When medicine fails, love becomes the last lifeline!! When Becky's bipolar disorder defies every treatment, Freen's love becomes the only thing that keeps her grounded - but their bond blurs the line between healing and dependency. In a world that calls their love unhealthy, they fight to redefine what survival and devotion truly mean.

Married To Chaos by ParMith

They said marriage is about sharing everything. Freen took that a bit too literally - including Becky's closet, her patience, and occasionally, her sanity. Independent stories of day to day events after marriage 😜 Please note: It's all fiction

TREAT YOU BETTER by JP_FB_5_8

Becky, who's been blind to a person her firsts love. She doesn't care about the lie behind her boyfriend do, she doesn't also care about her boyfriend said about her, that give her insecurities about her full body. She's been blind to a letter that's called it LOVE. But what if destiny change it?

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Fight for Love!

The first time Freen Sarocha saw her, she was just a silhouette in a hoodie, hesitating at the gym's entrance like she might bolt at any moment. "We're closing in ten minutes," Freen called out, not unkindly, wrapping her hands after a long day of training kids who needed her more than they needed perfect technique. The figure stepped forward, lowering her hood to reveal sharp eyes and a jawline that belonged on magazine covers, not in this worn-down gym where the heavy bags leaked sand and the mirror had a crack running through its center. "I need to learn how to fight," the girl said, and something in her voice-desperation mixed with determination-made Freen pause. "Everyone who walks through that door thinks they need to fight," Freen replied, studying her. Expensive sneakers trying to look cheap. Tension in her shoulders that spoke of a different kind of battle. "What are you really running from?" The girl's mask slipped for just a moment, revealing something raw and afraid underneath. "Everything. I'm running from everything." "And you think learning to throw punches will help?" "I think learning to throw punches is the only thing that will help." The girl's hands clenched into fists. "Please. I can pay whatever you charge. I just-I need this." Freen should have said no. But something in those eyes called to her-a kindred spirit, maybe, someone else who understood that sometimes the only way to survive was to fight. "One trial session," Freen said finally. "No payment. If you can keep up, we'll talk about what comes next." "Thank you." The relief in the girl's voice was palpable. "I'm Becky, by the way." "Freen." She tossed a pair of gloves across the space. "Let's see what you've got, Becky." Neither of them knew it yet, but that moment-that simple exchange in a run-down gym as the sun set over Bangkok-would change everything. Some fights you choose. Others choose you. And the most important ones? Those are the fights you face together.