He was never mine
And in the end, we didn’t become the people we once were.
We became better.
We had survived. We had grown. And for the first time, we could finally be together—not as enemies, not as victims of our past, but as partners in the truest sense.
Because what we had now was stronger than obsession. Stronger than pain. Stronger than anything we had ever known.
And I knew, without a doubt, that this time, it would last.
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