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Amara - Lost in His Light, Found in His Shadow!

At eighteen, (Nyxara, a medical student) was drowning in the darkness of her own life—abandoned, lost, and without purpose. But then she saw (Riven, a soldier), a man who shone like the morning sun, radiating strength and kindness. He was never hers to have, never someone she could reach. Yet, just by watching him from afar, she found the will to rise, to grow, and to carve her own path in the world.

But fate had never been kind to her. He fell in love with another. And instead of despair, she smiled, accepting the destiny that was never meant to be hers. She moved on, carrying only the quiet gratitude for the light he had unknowingly given her.

Years passed. She became someone strong. But when she crossed paths with him, he was no longer the man she had admired. The warmth in his eyes had turned to ice. The man who once inspired her to live had now become hollow, burdened by the weight of hatred and loss. His wife had been murdered, and the world he once saw with hope was now drenched in blood and vengeance.

Now, the roles had reversed.
He was lost in his darkness.
And she was the only one who could bring him back to the light.

Amara - Lost in His Light, Found in His Shadow!

Nyxara stepped closer to Riven, her medical instincts taking over as she scanned his condition.

"You seem fine," she said, glancing over the chart.

Riven leaned back against the bed, his expression softening. "I'm doing well. Just a check-up, nothing serious."

As she continued her examination, Riven's gaze lingered on her. "I'm married now, Nyxara. To someone I love deeply."

Nyxara's breath hitched, but she kept her composure. "I see." Her heart ached, but she forced a smile.

He nodded, his eyes distant. "And what about you? How's your life?"

"I'm focused on my work. It's enough," she replied, the words more of a shield than the truth.

Riven smiled faintly, standing up to leave. "Take care, Nyxara. I'll be heading back to the base soon."

As he walked away, Nyxara's gaze lingered on him. She knew where his heart belonged, and it wasn't with her. But as always, she would carry the silence of her unspoken feelings.

Chapter 11: A Brief Encounter