Angels can be damaged
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They call her an angel.
But angels aren't supposed to have scars.
They aren't supposed to break.
Seventeen-year-old Aria has learned to survive in a world that keeps trying to shatter her. She hides behind long sleeves and fake smiles, fighting battles no one else can see. Days blur into nights, and sometimes weeks pass before she feels the sun on her skin. Food tastes like guilt. Silence feels safer than words.
But even angels can be damaged.
And even broken wings can learn to fly again
Warning
-self harming
-kinda depressing
-🚫🌶️
-a bit of eating disorder
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Some love stories don't start with butterflies. They start with silence. With bruises hidden under full sleeves. With eyes that don't sparkle like they used to. Shrishti used to be the brightest spark in the room. She was laughter in hallways, wit in classrooms, fire in debates. She was the girl who wore yellow just because it made her feel like sunshine. But now, she flinched at loud voices. Apologized too quickly. Avoided mirrors. And no one noticed. Except Rohan. He had known her since they were five. She was the first person to teach him how to cheat at board games, the one who used to braid his hair in two messy plaits just to annoy him, the one who cried with him when his dog died in the third grade. Now, in their eleventh year, everything had changed. His father was gone. His mother depended on him for everything. His shoulders ached under the weight of responsibility no teenager should bear. And the girl he loved was quietly being destroyed by someone who claimed to love her. He watched her fade. Day by day. Smile by broken smile. And he stayed quiet. Because she was in a relationship. Because he didn't want to be the boy who ruined things. But watching her pretend, watching her hurt, watching her lie to the world and to herself-it burned. And maybe... it was time. Time to step in. Time to remind her who she used to be. Time to show her that love wasn't supposed to break you. It was supposed to heal you.
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