udontknowme1213
They say music heals.
But no one talks about the ones who walk into it already broken.
He was the kind of boy who had forgotten what sunlight felt like - a shadow wearing a name, living because he hadn't yet figured out how to stop. His world ended the day his mother's heartbeat did. Since then, every song sounded like an apology, every silence like a punishment.
And she -
she was the kind of girl who smiled even when her body trembled in pain.
People said she was strong, but they didn't see how her hands shook when she tied her hair every morning, or how her eyes lingered too long on the sunrise, as if memorizing it.
He was haunted by the past.
She was running out of the future.
And yet, somewhere between the echo of an old piano and the softness of a half-finished song, their worlds collided.
At the Music College of Delhi, two souls - one trying to forget, the other trying to hold on - found each other in the most unexpected way.
He taught her that silence could be beautiful.
She taught him that even pain could hum if you listened closely enough.
No promises. No forever.
Just two strangers, learning that sometimes, a single melody can stitch together what grief once tore apart.
Because some people don't meet by chance.
They meet because the universe knows - they're each other's last song.
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