Reviving Her

Reviving Her

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We often underestimate the power of three things : The stars The ocean And love. Grief pulls us into the depths of despair. Our existence becomes a torture drowning us in darkness, which, we have created for ourselves. In the midst of this anguish, when we're on the verge of being called crazy, a sliver of hope is all that we need, to keep us going. A sliver of hope to be loved, cared and understood. A hand to use as a crutch and learn to love again. With secrets of his own Maaz holds Zara's hand with the intention to capture her heart with his ardent love. To be the crutch she is looking for, to break down the walls she has built around herself and to revive her to the girl she was, who he once knew.
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π‹πˆπŽπ‘π€ π€π’π‡π–π˜π wears pain like a second skin. It's all she's ever known, etched into her bones, buried beneath forced smiles and hollow laughter. Once passionate, once burning bright, now nothing but ash and ruin. She pretends well, but behind the sharp tongue and unbothered eyes lies a girl screaming to be seen, yet terrified someone actually might. 𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒 πŒπŽπ‘π‘πˆπ was born into a world already at war with him. Pain wasn't just a chapter in his life, it was the whole book. Raised in shadows, fed by poison, his lungs filled with smoke and silence. He never asked for love. He never believed he deserved it. Drugs kept the demons quiet. Cigarettes kept his hands busy. Until her. The only good card he's ever been dealt, fragile, feral, and just as broken as him. Together, Liora and Ares are destruction wrapped in desire. A love not meant to be touched, yet impossible to resist. It's messy. Chaotic. Addictive. It's the kind of love that leaves scars, and still, they keep reaching for each other, again and again. What happens when two shattered souls try to build something whole out of ruin?

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