Iddat-e-dil

Iddat-e-dil

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She had mastered the art of silence- not the kind that begged to be broken, but kind that kept her safe. People mistook her clam for softness, her quiet for weakness. But she knwe better. Silence was her armor, and control was her peace. Feelings were a luxury she didn't always afford herself. She drew invisible lines that no one dared to cross. She wasn't heartless. Just careful. And then he came- uninvited, unplanned, unavoidable real. The kind of present that made her forget where she'd drawn the lines. The kind of person who saw through the silence, straight into the storm she hid so well. She didn't know if he was the beginning of something good or the reason she'd finally break her own rules. But one thing was certain- She knows her worth. And even if she chose to feel again, it would be on 'her' terms.
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"Sometimes you are afraid to say hello because you have said so many goodbyes"... This story is about two hearts, a boy and a girl, who were longing for everything life had to give. The girl was weighed down by dreams and a past of unsuccessful family expectations. She had to be toughened up, and all she needed was love and acceptance with a faithful partner. The boy was bold and kind. He doused her scars with love, holding her tight, and with every word, every gesture, trying to mend her heart. She had always longed to be made to feel like she belonged. He was kind, and slowly she found herself feeling like her fantasies were materializing before her eyes. She started yielding to him. Gentle, patient, and powerful, all of the things she could ever desire. The boy made her feel loved more than her wildest dreams. Always so gentle and loving, the girl began to feel like she can love someone now. Even though, she wanted to dictate the pace. No matter how much she tried to keep him away, her heart deceived her and chose him time and again.He became so important to her like her breath . With him she felt she is living a dream . He was the comfort who brought warmth into her life and the sustenance she had longed for in patience without her knowing.

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