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Aayira was only 22, yet her heart had already learned how to give up.
Love, to her, was not something warm or magical-it was a quiet disappointment, a story that never chose her. She had stopped waiting, stopped hoping, and built walls so strong that even she forgot what existed behind them.
And then, he walked in. Saayan
Not like a storm. Not like a fairy tale.
But like calm after a long, restless night.
He wasn't there to fix her-he simply stayed.
With patience in his words, kindness in his silence, and a gentleness she had never known, he began to show her a different kind of love. The kind that doesn't rush. The kind that listens. The kind that stays.
He held her broken pieces without asking how they shattered.
He healed wounds he didn't create.
He loved her in ways she never thought she deserved.
Slowly, she began to believe again.
In love. In warmth. In being someone's choice.
Two lost souls didn't just find each other-
they became each other's home.