Natasha’s Second Sunrise

Natasha once believed in the magic of fairy tales. In her early 20s, she fell in love with Adrien, a man full of charisma and skilled, who had vowed to give her universe. With him, she felt precious, chosen and alive. They dreamed of a future where they discussed marriage, their children, and their struggles at the bank. For five years she dedicated everything to her: her trust, her unwavering loyalty and love.

Then came the moment he left. Without prophecy or reasoning, she received a strong message. sorry. I can't continue anymore. The next few months disappeared into tears, sleepless nights, a haze of calm rage. She left the painting and forgot how to smile. Their friends grew, but their sadness became unable to reach them. She discovered that heartaches aren't necessarily loud. Sometimes it appears as a quiet emptiness in every corner.

But time passes like an unstoppable flood. Almost a year later, when Natasha called for shelter from the rain, he went to the bookstore. It turns aimlessly against the shelf until a voice notices her next to her. If you appreciate the poem, it will resonate with them. They held dialogues on literature, art, sadness and healing. In contrast to Adrian, Eli didn't give her sparkling promises. He listened with patience and was in no hurry to fix them. He simply shared her silence. As the days moved in a few weeks, her friendship blossomed into something deeper. One morning, sunlight flocked into her kitchen, and Eli brought her coffee and it was gentle and lively.

At that moment, Natasha realized that her heart was not painful. This love was uniquely quiet, more stable and authentic. She didn't just find love again. She rediscovered her true nature. On this trip she realized that the most extraordinary fairy tales are often the ones who will surprise you.

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