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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

Karalana's heart churned with bitterness, the taste of betrayal from his friend lingering like a foul aftertaste. 


Why would Jevaun, of all people, think he could steal away the girl Jevaun loved? Khennan, to him, was more like a sister, someone he cherished as family. 


As the weight of resentment settled ,deeper within him upon learning of the kiss from prison, Karalana's mind swirled with questions. How could Jevaun have known? "J," he called out, his voice heavy with emotion, "did you tell anyone about this?" 


But before he could finish, Jevaun's words pierced through like a knife. "Why? You wouldn't have kissed her." The sharp retort cut through Karalana's unfinished sentence, leaving him reeling with a mixture of sadness and confusion. 


Andrew, sensing the heavy burden weighing on his boss, approached with a somber expression. "Sir, I'll drive," he offered quietly, noticing Karalana's drained demeanor. 


With passion