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beneath the silence
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Ongoing, First published Sep 25
She was the girl who had everything under control.
She didn't date.
She didn't fall.
She didn't even look  because the kind of love she craved wasn't found in casual texts or coffee dates. It had to be written, not forced.

He was a military man.
Built on silence and steel. Trained to follow orders, protect borders, and bury feelings too deep for the world to reach.
He believed in purpose.
Not poetry.
But when their paths crossed - unexpectedly, unscripted-her calm met his storm,
her routine clashed with his unpredictability,
and suddenly, life wasn't so simple anymore.
He was the type to protect what he couldn't even name.
But how does love grow when both hearts are guarded?
What happens when a girl who's never opened her door...
meets a man who doesn't know how to knock - only stand and wait?

A love story born not from bold declarations,
but from the in-between moments:
a shared silence, a dua no one hears,
and a longing that neither of them dares to speak aloud.

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His Silence, My Storm: Loving In Shadows

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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.