They all carried different wounds… yet every path led them to the same ruin called love.
Zarlish — who declared mutiny against her own heart when the man she loved chose abandonment over her.
Musa — who buried his feelings alive, believing the cruel distance of age could never let two souls truly belong together.
Horrain — who dared to love a man who dismissed her emotions as nothing more than delusions born from K-dramas.
Shah Sawar — for whom love was never an emotion, but a luxury only the wealthy and immature could afford.
Ayat — terrified that someone might break through the shell she built around herself, only to leave her bleeding with emotions she feared the most.
Kamal — the casanova who spent his life disguising desire as love, until one day true love knocked upon the very heart he thought incapable of sincerity.
And Roshini — born in a world where love was traded like a commodity, yet she still chose to sell her heart to one man… fully aware he could never truly be hers.
Some loved in silence.
Some loved in fear.
Some loved too late.
And some were never meant to love at all.
Yet every one of them became a prisoner of the same merciless feeling.
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