Past or the Present (Late Night Reading/Brady Szuhaj)

Past or the Present (Late Night Reading/Brady Szuhaj)

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Missy Rain and Brady Szuhaj have been best friends since they were born,their parents were best friends with each other after all.As they grew up Missy and Brady became more distant each year until they hardly remembered one another.When Missy's mother died when they were both just fourteen,Missy is forced to move in with Mr. and Mrs.Szuhaj and Brady as well.They begin to grow closer but then Brady starts a band.He becomes famous and suddenly he isn't just the boy who used to come home muddy and bruised every day from their games at the lake.He wasn't just the boy who would climb trees with her or the boy who had snowfights with her.He was the boy she grew to love.
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Join me, let's unravel the story of two different people. He's a gardener in her father's house and she's treated like a slave in her father's house. A mother's love is the sacred kind of love. The love that wherever you are, no matter who you are and what becomes of you, is solid and the most needful love. It doesn't waver even on days that soft human being feels tired or depressed, it's always there whenever you need it. It's a love planted so deep that no one could ever reach its roots. The greatest of all loves. They both were hungry of it. They both were cold, they need a mother's closure, a mother's warmth and her love to fill their hearts. They live in two different worlds, where there's no path linking them. He lives as a gardener in her father's mansion, walking around every day with grief, and the starvation of a mother's love. She sees his grief without asking him, she sense his hunger before he speaks to her, she knows what he wants just staring at him. They have never shared a word about it, but through their hearts; Tariq and Zulekha knew their deep wounds that they both were certain would hurt for eternity.

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