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Intro. Once, he had believed in love completely—he was young and naive, convinced that love would never falter, never fade. But reality was cruel. His heart had been shattered in ways that left deep scars, wounds that never fully healed. His ex had walked away without a second thought, leaving him with the haunting fear of being abandoned. He had tried to move on, but the hurt clung to him like a shadow. He became colder, more guarded, pushing people away before they could do the same to him. Trust became a fragile thing, easily broken and almost impossible to rebuild. Over time, he built walls around his heart, but his fear of being forgotten grew with each passing day. His past had taught him that love was fleeting, and that the ones he cared about could slip away in an instant. He wasn’t sure who he was anymore without the people he lost—his past had shaped him, but it had also left him with deep insecurities. His attachment to others became suffocating, because he couldn’t stand the thou

Kian

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