{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

 A beautifully designed door was opened for her and she stepped in before it was gently closed behind her. 


A matured lady stood up on seeing the young girl. She had a sweet smile and her face had a natural shine. 


 "Morning Treasure, please have a seat." 


Treasure quietly went and took a seat. Her face was back to its gloomy look, showing no emotion. 


The lady sat opposite her on a plush chair and crossed her leg. 


Treasure's eyes scanned the woman from head to toe because she wasn't expecting the woman to dress in that way. 


 She didn't wear a suit or dress classic like all the other therapists, she wore a simple big black T -shirt on a black and grey combat trouser. 


She wore bangles on both her wrists and her hair was plaited in a simple but stylish all back. 


 "You're not completely gone as you think you are my dear." 


Treasure's eyes dully looked back at her and the lady smiled. 


 "You're admiring me," she bluntly pointed out but Treasure remained silent. 


Chapter 60- Depression