MHthewriter
Some wounds are invisible.
Some fears don't scream - they live quietly inside you.
Ira learned early that not every home is safe, and not every touch means care. A childhood filled with silence, neglect, and unspoken trauma shaped her into a woman who appears strong but carries fear in her bones.
Years later, she has a job, a routine, and a carefully built distance from her past. But healing is never linear. One unintentional touch is enough to pull her back into memories she never chose.
And then there is Kian.
A man from her present - yet deeply connected to her past in ways neither of them expects. He doesn't ask her to explain. He doesn't push her to be brave. He listens, he respects, and he stays.
This is not a story about being saved.
It's a story about healing.
About learning trust, slowly.
About understanding that not all touches hurt.
He healed what he didn't break.
Trigger Warning: Mentions of childhood trauma and abuse (non-graphic).