Raina and Eira were sitting through the last class of the day, trapped in yet another painfully boring lecture that seemed determined to test the limits of their patience.
The professor continued explaining the topic in a monotonous voice, occasionally writing something on the board, while the students around them struggled to keep their eyes open.
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She forgets their story. He chooses it again. Every time her memories fade, he patiently rebuilds the world she once loved. A touch, a smile, a feeling she can't name but always leans toward. It's not a grand romance. It's a quiet one, stitched with patience, hope, and all the love he never stops giving. Because some hearts don't need memories to find their way back. Some hearts remember... even when the mind doesn't. "Because for us... 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫! "
#2 in Fragments and Flames series When buried truths begin to surface, nothing remains untouched. What was once hidden behind fractured memories and broken trust starts to unravel piece by piece. The foundation built on silence begins to collapse, and with it, every belief that once felt real. But truth does not arrive gently...it arrives like destruction.
#1 in Fragments and Flames series A life built behind closed doors, where silence is not peace but survival. Pain is learned quietly, and voices that should have been heard are buried before they can rise. In a world where appearances matter more than truth, some stories are never spoken...they are endured. And beneath that silence, everything begins. "Death is better than a life buried beneath silence!"
Book 1 in the 'Petals & Promises' series Can be read as standalone I never dreamed of big things, not luxury, not miracles. Just a life where I could breathe without fear, and love without counting the cost. In our small town, where the streets are dusty and dreams are expensive, I met 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧-the quiet boy with tired eyes and hands rough from work, who somehow became the calm my life had been aching for. We had nothing, not money, not a future guaranteed. But in a cramped room with peeling paint and a stubborn fan, we built something people with mansions still search for- 𝗮 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝗲, 𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗲. This is the story of us. The present we're living, the past I keep remembering, and the quiet miracles that grew between two people who had almost nothing... Except each other.
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