When Pride Fell In Love

"You made me feel alive, Zardan," Eshaal whispered, her voice trembling. "I was floating in the sky, believing in us... but now I'm buried in the mud of reality. You broke my trust."
The words struck harder than any wound Zardan had ever endured.
Zardan Sarkar-the man who never bowed, never broke, never cried-felt his heart shatter piece by piece.
For the first time in his life, his eyes burned with unshed tears.
He wanted to speak. To explain. To stop her from walking away.
But some wounds are created by the very hands that once promised to protect.
And as he looked into Eshaal's hurt-filled eyes, he realized a terrifying truth:
Losing the world would have been easier than losing her.
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