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Hey sweetie, if you're looking for a childhood-enemies-to-lovers slowburn, this is the book for you.
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          You have something of mine in your possession
                                                                                              -My heart
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            She was his childhood enemy,
            His most cherished memory.
            
            You say beautiful and it's her smile he sees,
            You say nuisance and he'd tease her it's was she.
            
            She was the laughter to his tight-lipped smile,
            
            The glaring eye to his teasing smirk,
            
            The noise to his silence,
            
            The chaos to his quiet,
            
            The question to his answers,
            
            The chai to his espresso,
            
            She was the fairytale to his tragedy
            
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          https://www.wattpad.com/story/344063822?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=thefreebird_05

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. I’m a new writer here, and I’ve just started sharing a story that’s really close to my heart.
          
          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, I’d be honored if you gave it a chance.
          
          And if you ever feel like sharing your thoughts, I’d truly love to hear them—only if you’re comfortable, of course.
          
          Thank you so much for your time. It means more than you know.
          
          Warmly,
          Naiera Noor. 
          
          
          Link:https://www.wattpad.com/story/391334086?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=_Softlylostinstories