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Pls read my friend story's comment and support 
          	https://www.wattpad.com/story/386194912

MadihaImran1

Hey,
          
          I hope you’re having a cozy day, filled with books that feel like old friends.
          
          I’m really sorry to slide into your space like this—I just came across your profile and noticed you enjoy emotional, character-driven stories. My friend has recently started sharing a story that’s really close to her heart, and I thought you might love it too.
           
          It’s called In the Wake of Us.
          
          She’s never known love.
          He’s still haunted by it.
          Neither of them saw the storm coming.
          
          Maira believes she’s not meant to be loved.
          Arham once was—and it broke him.
          Now they’re bound by a marriage neither wanted, caught in a silence thick with pain and unspoken truths.
          
          It’s a slow-burn, emotional read about grief, love, and the quiet ways people find their way back to themselves—and to each other. Not the kind of love that fixes everything… but the kind that changes you.
          
          If that sounds like something you’d enjoy, it would mean a lot if you gave it a chance. My friend would be truly grateful for your support!
          
          And if you ever feel like sharing your thoughts, she would love to hear them—only if you’re comfortable, of course.
          
          Thank you so much for your time. It means more than you know.
          
          Link:https://www.wattpad.com/story/391334086?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=_Softlylostinstories

btsxmexi

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          India 1900
          
          A nation caged under British rule.
          
          Everything had a price.
          Even salt.
          Even silence.
          
          Girls were not meant to choose.
          They were taught obedience before speech, sacrifice before dreams.
          Child marriage was tradition, not tragedy.
          
          Freedom was whispered behind closed doors.
          Resistance lived in shadows.
          Hope survived where fear ruled.
          
          Love was lost.
          Lives were taken.
          And blood paid for tomorrow.
          
          When dignity is stolen and identity erased,
          only one question remains-
          
          Was freedom worth the cost?
          
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          https://www.wattpad.com/1565739614?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_published&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=btsxmexi
          
          
          Please give it a try