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His life takes a turn for the better.

Prologue
Could it be that he knows, and that's why he...?"
The life of secrets, betrayal, and firm
In the midst of being lonely some days, Karalana takes a turn in life for the better.
Karalana's mind was a swirling tempest of memories.The weight of his mother's death hung heavy on his shoulders—a tragedy that had shattered his world. Though the accident had been beyond his control, the blame was inescapable.
One fateful evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the mountains, he met Sharisha. Her presence was a gentle breeze that momentarily calmed the storm in his heart. The two shared a secret beneath their imaginations, their whispered words forming an unbreakable bond.
As time passed, Karalana couldn't deny the growing connection between them. In Sharisha, he saw not just a refuge from his past but the promise of a brighter future. And so he made a decision to be by her side: he would keep his mother's death a secret from her; it was a lie born out of love.
In the glittering city of Smokey Valley and with unfamiliar faces, Karalana's trust issues deepened like a chasm in his soul. Surrounded by the wealthy elite, he felt like an outsider, a mere spectator in a world where people wore masks of politeness and privilege.
When every smile seemed to have hidden agendas. He couldn't help but wonder if, in this world of opulence, genuine connections were a rarity. The memories of his cousin's past betrayal and the weight of his tormenting memory only fueled his suspicion of everyone he met.
Yet, amid this sea of unfamiliarity,Sharisha remained his anchor. Her unwavering support and genuine affection were the glimmers of light in his darkening world. With her, he dared to believe that trust could be rekindled, even in a city where wealth and facades seemed to rule.
The unexpected marriage of Karalana and Sharisha sent shockwaves through Sanka and Abisai's circle of friends.

BLOOM OF UNSPOKEN LONGING

The female officer assisted him to the dining room chair after his shower. With weakened steps, he struggled to lift his feet, the dampness amplifying the sound of his dragging movements and creating an eerie echo in the space. 


When she thought he was spewing nonsense, she urged him."C'mon now, eat up. Make sure you finish the food. Are you feeling sick?" She inquired, noticing his lack of enthusiasm for the meal. 


But hey, who would have an appetite for such cruel treatment? 


With a hint of a laugh, he asked, "Ain't you scared I might die and cut your money supply?" 


"Don't joke; I'm serious. Let me help you." She pressed. 


Relentlessly, he asked, "Let me guess, from Sanka's strategy?" 


Seeing him breathe like he was ascending a mountain in a hot season, she gave in. "Okay, he put me up here, but personally, I just want to help." She admitted. 


"Why?" he asked with mischief in his glare. 


Handcuffs