{NOTE~ First few chapters needs to be edited}

"When it comes to love, the weakest part of the body is the HEART."
"Why?" He asked. 
"Because the heart loves more, it holds all the feelings and emotions. Without the heart one cannot love." The psychiatrist paused. 
"How is it related to her case?" The man had a serious look. 
"Her heart is shattered, am afraid it affected her mentally, physically and sociologically. It will be very impossible for her to love again."
The man smiled warmly before he questioned her. 
"What then is the cure?"
"LOVE."
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     LOVE takes time and is slow, falling in LOVE is a process. It eats deep into the HEART gradually until it has it all completely. 
          BUT.... 
When your HEART is given to the wrong person, it becomes a SLOW PAINFUL POISON at the end.

*NOTE: If this book triggers any of the mentioned emotions below, please don't read for you emotional safety!

*Depression *Worry *Sadness *Violence
*Bad memories *Suicidal thoughts etc

Most of what is written inside this book are very much true. They are picked from our everyday life and what most people suffer in the dark.
I just added fantasy to it to make it less intense and a bit fictitious.

LOVE; A Slow painful poison

Those words kept ringing in her head and she became even more cold. 


 How could Lincoln just let a stranger take her. She became bitter and vowed to make whoever was taking her to suffer. 


Why did he give up on her? Was he tired of her? 


A tear fell from her left eye but she had a gloomy look. 


After listening to him she had surprised him by giving him an unforeseen punch right in the face and she was glad she did that to him. 


And he left after saying those last words; 


How was any of it good? A total stranger she didn't know was taking her away. She didn't want to live under anyone, she wanted to be left alone. 


 She was furious and could already imagine a life with an unknown person. Her breathing came out laboured and with swift movements she tore her pillow to pieces and the white feather like foam burst out. 


Chapter 52- In Need Of Closure