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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 stood at the hospital rooftop once again, staring at the distant skyline, but her thoughts were miles away. Riven's transformation was like a cold, crushing weight she couldn't escape. Every time she saw him, standing alone or walking through the halls with that same distant look in his eyes, it shattered something inside her.

She had once believed that time would heal all wounds. But seeing Riven like this—so lost, so broken—she knew that wasn't true. His grief had consumed him, and there was nothing she could do to pull him out of it.

She couldn't bear to see him like this anymore. The man she had once admired, the man who had shown her strength when she needed it most, was now a shadow of himself. He had lost the person he loved, and in doing so, he had lost himself. It tore at Nyxara's heart, and each time she tried to speak to him, it felt like he was slipping further away, as though any attempt to reach him would be futile.

She closed her eyes, inhaling deeply, trying to calm the rush of emotions. The sadness, the helplessness, the longing—it all threatened to overwhelm her. But she had to keep her distance. She couldn't make his pain her own.

And yet, as the days passed, the thought remained—what could she do to help him, when even his love for her had never been enough to break through his walls?

Chapter 14: Unbearable Silence