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She used to wait for signs. For green lights from the universe. For someone to say, “Now is the time.” She looked for clues in conversations, in coincidences, in quiet…

She wasn’t loud. She wasn’t dramatic. She didn’t always explain herself. And because of that, people misunderstood her. They called her distant, difficult, too sensitive, too quiet. They didn’t see…

She wasn’t always this clear. There was a time she tried to fit in, to please, to perform. She wore masks that made others comfortable. She softened her voice, her…

She doesn’t speak much. She doesn’t interrupt. She doesn’t demand attention. But when she walks into a room, something shifts. Her silence isn’t empty—it’s layered. It holds memories, battles, and…

He thought she would crumble. That his absence would silence her spirit. That walking away would leave her lost, desperate, and waiting. He believed she needed him to feel whole.…

She used to believe that love was the proof of her worth. That being chosen meant she mattered. That being adored meant she was enough. So she waited—waited to be…

She used to explain herself—her feelings, her silence, her softness, her strength. She wanted to be understood, to be seen clearly, to be held gently. She thought if she just…

They doubted her. Not loudly, but consistently. They overlooked her, underestimated her, and dismissed her dreams as too soft, too strange, too small. She wasn’t loud enough to be noticed,…

She used to explain everything. Her feelings. Her pain. Her loyalty. She believed that if she just found the right words, he would understand her heart. So she spoke with…

She used to chase love like it was the answer to everything. She thought if she could just be enough—pretty enough, kind enough, quiet enough—someone would stay. She gave her…