❝ 𝓚𝓲𝓼𝓶𝓪𝓽 𝓷𝓮 𝓱𝓾𝓶𝓮 𝔂𝓾𝓷 𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝔂𝓪, 𝓭𝓸 𝓪𝓷𝓳𝓪𝓪𝓷 𝓻𝓪𝓪𝓱𝓸𝓷 𝓴𝓸 𝓮𝓴 𝓫𝓪𝓷𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝔂𝓪. 𝓣𝓾𝓽𝓪 𝓱𝓾𝓪 𝓴𝓪𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓲 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓷, 𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓻 𝓾𝓼𝓷𝓮 𝓶𝓾𝓳𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓷 𝓼𝓮 𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝔂𝓪.❞ . . . They say 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐀𝐍 is 𝐌𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐀𝐍. The greatest of all virtues. A sacred blessing. But when her 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐀𝐍 became her doom, when her honour was traded repeatedly in the name of tradition how sacred could it be anymore? . . . "𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒓. 𝑰'𝒎 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐𝒐." He stepped closer anyway. "𝑰𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆?" he repeated, "𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖? 𝑰𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒕𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎, 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖?" "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆." "𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑮𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒚𝒂𝒂... 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅'𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒔, 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚." . . . A love that begins not with passion but with safety. In a world where people are far more dangerous than they appear, will they heal each other or destroy themselves trying?
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