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It rains often when their paths meet.
At first, it meant distance. Then, something left unsaid.
Later, it became something that meant they could stay longer.
But, they never called it anything...until they didn't need to question it anymore.
Author's Note: This story has been posted by me, using the same username, on another platform if you want to read the completed one. I'll be posting the chapters here once a day for algorithm purposes. So, I can upload my ongoing story on both at the same time. Thank you for looking forward to my stories!
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