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Intro. They were never just best friends. They were shared childhood memories. Late-night talks. Dreams whispered under quiet skies. Aiah loved Mikha softly — carefully — afraid that loving too much would make her disappear. Mikha loved loudly, confidently, believing love could survive anything. But love doesn’t always fail because it’s weak. Sometimes it breaks because one person needs to find themselves first. And sometimes… Love waits.

Aiah Arceta

@Mikhaaaa