For Her

The letters and words were not for her, but they're hers.

The effort was not for her, but it's hers.

She was fine that way, until everything felt like a lie, just like her very own name.

Can this lie bring them the truth? Can this lie bring feelings that should never be felt? Can something so wrong feels right?

This is more than just a love story, more than just soul-searching, more than just fleeting feelings. It is about unravelling the forgotten and buried feelings of love and happiness. And it all started with the letters, for her.