Verräterin

Verräterin

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Krähe war schon immer das " Ungluck" von ihrer Familie. Sie hat keine Freunde und die meisten von ihrer Familie hassen sie, oder Umgedreht. Keiner versteht oder möchte sie verstehen. Auf der Suche nach einem neuen Territorium ihres Clanes in den Bergen, begegnen sie den Stammeskatzen. Doch erst als fremde Clankatzen, aus dem Wald den Bergkatzen zur hilfe eilen verrändert sich alles fur Krähe. Ihr steht die Entscheidung offen, sie darf sich den Clankatzen anschließen. Was wird sie tun?
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Sana had always called him *her stupid insaan.* It was a name that carried their childhood, their shared secrets, and the warmth of every moment they'd spent together. Farhan was her everything-her best friend, her confidant, and the one person who made the chaos of her life bearable. But now, as she sat under the guava tree where they had once made pinky promises, the air felt cold, the silence deafening. Her heart ached with the weight of all the things she'd never said. She thought of his smile, the way he used to tease her, and the way he once told her, "Only you have the right to call me that." Only her. Yet here she was, alone, her stupid insaan lost to someone else. She had tried so hard to hold on-to him, to their friendship, to the faint hope that he might one day see her the way she saw him. But his words echoed in her mind, sharp and final: "I don't trust you. Our friendship was a mistake." A mistake. Tears blurred her vision as she traced their memories, wondering how something so pure could crumble so easily. She had given him her heart, her loyalty, her everything, and in return, he had left her with nothing but emptiness. For Farhan, it was easier to let go than to confront the depth of what they had lost. But even as he moved on, something lingered-a hollow space where Sana once stood. For Sana, there was no moving on. There was only the ache of what could have been, and the faint, desperate hope that maybe, someday, he would remember what they had and regret letting it slip away. Because love like theirs, however unspoken, didn't disappear. It only buried itself deep, waiting to bloom in another lifetime. ---

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