"OUR STORIES" I KEEP ( FOR YOU ) - EN

"OUR STORIES" I KEEP ( FOR YOU ) - EN

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(BOOK 2 OF THE "OUR STORIES" DUOLOGY) Read Book 1: "OUR STORIES" I GIVE (TO YOU) to experience the other side of the silence. To Bramantyo Bayu, Andreas Rio Putra was more than just a brilliant, distant boss. He was a complex symphony, a silent melody that Bayu desperately wanted to harmonize with. Amidst piles of documents and late-night office hours, Bayu tried to offer friendship, striving to be an anchor in Rio's stormy life. But the closer Bayu tried to get, the higher the walls Rio built around himself. Until one day, Rio left without a real goodbye, leaving Bayu behind with nothing but silence and unanswered questions. "He left to save me, he thought. But he forgot that his absence was the deepest wound of all." This is not a story about chasing a love that ran away. It is a story about making peace with silence, about healing from abandonment, and learning that sometimes, the only way to keep a memory safe is to stop trying to hold onto the person. "The only way to keep him is to let him go... forever."
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THE "OUR STORIES" DUOLOGY - EN

  • "OUR STORIES" I GIVE (TO YOU) - EN
    Season 1
    27 parts
  • Season 2
    27 parts
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