As I close this final chapter, my heart feels full—of tears, of warmth, of love, and of quiet strength.
Zoha and Zafar's story was never meant to be perfect. It was meant to be real—a reflection of what so many of us feel but don't say. Pain we carry in silence. Love we fear we're unworthy of. Scars we hide behind strength. And yet, in the middle of all that… someone arrives who doesn't try to fix us. They just stay.
This story is not just about romance. It's about healing. About bravery. About learning to let love in after everything in us tells us not to. Zafar's coldness. Zoha's quiet hope. Ezra's innocent laughter. They all became a part of me—and I hope they've become a part of you too.
And when Zafar finally said:
"My love, if you ever wonder what you are to me, know this—you are the last page of my book,"
—I cried writing it. Because that moment wasn't just about a love confession. It was a promise. That she was his ending, his peace, his forever.
To anyone reading this: I see you. The version of you that has been broken. The version of you that still believes in love. The version of you that's afraid. The version that hopes. Thank you for trusting me with your heart through this journey.
This was more than a story—it was a piece of my soul.
With all my love,
_____BloomInShadow
Message to Readers:
Dear reader,
If you've ever felt like you weren't enough…
If you've ever cried silently while smiling at others…
If you've ever feared love because of past pain…
This story is for you.
"My Love, My Last Page" is a reminder that love doesn't fix us—but it holds our hand as we learn to fix ourselves. That even after the worst heartbreaks, life can still surprise us with someone who makes all the pain worth it.
Thank you for giving Zoha and Zafar a place in your heart. I hope their story gave you both tears and comfort—because that's what real love stories do.