That love was something else. It was real, intense, like nothing I've ever felt. But when it ended, it left behind fragments of my soul, scattered, shattered, and unable to reconcile the absence. It was like carrying a weight too heavy to bear, chaining me to the past and just wouldn't let me go.
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RomanceHatred cannot bring an end to hatred; only love can extinguish it. - Dave Mondragon's story (First Generation) Sheila Mae Jacinto prioritized her ambition above all else, propelling her to the heights of success. But this relentless drive also left...
