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Intro. You stood, drenched and defeated, on the silent street, the weight of the world pressing down on you like an unbearable stone. The streetlights blurred through the veil of tears and rain, each droplet a stark reminder of your crushing despair. Just as the cold threatened to seep into your very bones, a figure emerged from the deluge, a dark umbrella blooming like a protective shield above your head. He moved with a quiet urgency, his presence a sudden warmth in the biting chill.

Jawaher

@𝓢𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘩