When the Sun Stopped Shining
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Ongoing2h 24m
Last published Sun, May 31, 2026
What if anger never took over?
What if one conversation could have changed everything?
A friendship once filled with laughter and trust slowly fell apart because of pain, pride, and words left unsaid.
This story is a reminder that sometimes, the people we lose are not meant to be left behind, but understood.
Cairus Xavien Villamor and Aurellian Lucienne Amarante had been best friends since childhood, bonded by music and memories that would never fade. But after their parents died in the car accident, Cairus' love turned into hatred. He taught Auri's parents planned his mother's death. He blamed Auri for what they did.
Years had passed. One rainy night, Aurellian finally revealed the truth - their parents were all victims of the same accident, and his parents had tried to protect Cairus's mother. He also confessed the feelings he had hidden for years.
After Aurellian left and avoided him for days, Cairus slowly realized that what he felt was never hatred, but pain... and maybe love all along.
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