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The story of Astrid Wingfield
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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement mai 05, 2016
Astrid was always known to be a solitary person. She never wanted to be around people, and people stayed away from her. There was probably a reason for that. And there is. She's one of those people that will attack someone who just doesn't understand who's boss. She's a warrior, and she will live up to that title. She has a story, as does everyone. But maybe there are a few things you don't know about her. Maybe she isn't that solitary warrior who hates everyone. With this girl, you'll never know. And that's how it should be. But her story should be told. So here it is. *dramatic opening of curtains*
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"She was broken by vows-he healed her with silence. Sometimes, love doesn't arrive late... it simply waits its turn. From best friends to soulmates-when the heart finally sees what's always been there." There was once a girl who believed in forever, until her forever turned cruel behind closed doors. Astrid gave her vows to Adolf, a man whose love was a storm with no calm, whose hands never held, whose words only wounded. She stayed, at first, for hope. Then, for fear. Then, for nothing at all. But even in her silence, Someone heard her heart breaking. Tyron-her best friend, her quiet witness. The boy who knew her laugh before the world dimmed it. The man who stood by her shadow, offering light without asking for anything in return. Years passed. Hearts weathered. And when her cage was finally broken, She turned-and there he was. Not waiting. Just... there. As he always was. This is not just a story of love, But of rescue without rescue. Of friendship that grew roots beneath pain. Of two souls learning that sometimes, The greatest love stories are born from the quietest beginnings. ************************************************************************************************** 01302023Monday1246pm edited04232025 ************************************************************************************************** Disclaimer: This story is the author's fruit of imagination... It is not a true story... if there is a similarity in names, places, and events, all of these are mere coincidences... The author would like to apologize if it brings discomfort to you, dear readers. *************************************************************************************************
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