Prologue
𝒫𝓇𝑜𝓁𝑜𝑔𝓊𝑒
Once a love is torn by trust, it rarely heals the same.
You can stitch the pieces with time, tape it with apologies, and cover it with silence — but the cracks? They whisper. Loudly.
And when love becomes a battlefield between the heart and the mind,
it's the heart that begs to stay...
while the mind screams to run.
They loved each other. Deeply.
The kind of love that clings even when it bleeds.
But something — everything — kept going wrong.
Maybe it was the timing.
Maybe it was the damage.
Maybe it was him.
Maybe it was her.
Or maybe... it was just how their story was written.
Because not all love stories are meant to be perfect.
Some are just meant to exist — broken, chaotic, unfinished — yet still unforgettable.
And theirs?
It was the kind that didn't make sense to the world...
But it made sense to their souls.
Even if it hurt.
Even if it haunted.
Even if it destroyed them,
They were still each other's — always.
