We Fell As We Healed

We Fell As We Healed

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“Sometimes, healing doesn’t sound like laughter. Sometimes, it’s just silence that finally feels safe.” Elara Quinn has always been the quiet girl in a city that never stops talking, the one who finds comfort in cloudy skies, empty hallways, and journals no one ever reads. She hides her anxiety behind soft smiles and poetry written in the margins of her notebooks. Then comes Rowen Hale, the boy with ink-stained fingers, headphones always in, and eyes that look like they’ve seen too much. He’s carrying guilt he doesn’t talk about, and a sketchbook full of emotions he can’t say out loud. When their worlds quietly collide, they learn that healing isn’t found in perfection. It’s found in understanding, in art, and in someone who doesn’t ask you to be okay all the time. A story about anxiety, grief, and finding light in the softest parts of yourself. Because sometimes, love doesn’t save you. It reminds you that you’re still worth saving.
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His eyes told how dark his thoughts were, what devilish aura he shadowed if she accepted him and was ready to listen to him no one could imagine his doings. She only seeks solitude, but he seeks her, and he craves her as if his life depended on her. He is the cause of her pain. She only wishes to go away from all the emotions, but he can never let that happen. He can show his tears to her, but can she wipe them? Maybe God wanted to create an unforgettable story. His aura screams power that no one can deny except bowing. Her soul reflects others' sins for what others fear to acknowledge. Did she hate him for giving her pain? No, she never hated him. She changed herself.. but what change? She loves him! Maybe not... then what changed...? Love, why is it so difficult either to gain or to lose... "I don't like it when you think about things other than me," he said Is this the start of his madness, or is he already drowned in insanity? She is his heart.........She is the eternal echo God cast into existence for his life. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● He is taking every step near to her, his deep dark eyes looking at her serene, calm face... she is looking directly into his deep, dark ebony eyes... she can clearly see the insanity in his eyes... "Sweetheart, I told you not to think about other things.... but why would you like to provoke me... ha, " his voice is deadly low, sending an electrifying jolt. She is just standing in front of him looking into his sinister soul... He touched her cheek gently, rubbing the soft, gentle, dried tear marks.. He kissed her forehead... she closed her eyes, accepting her fate from which she tried to run away.... "Tell me, sweetheart, what punishment should I give him." A dark mysterious smirk playing on his handsome face... "He is your sister's soon to be husband," she said as he didn't know. He chuckled, a mocking, sinister, extremely insane smile

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