Ultimately, she decided to marry the king, but not for power or riches. But how at peace she was with him. How quickly he noticed the little things about herself when others had overlooked or thought of as unimportant. How he still opens the door for her. His kindness was genuine, and his smile spoke volumes, reassuring her heart that she was making the right choice. That this time she got it righ...

The scars on our hearts

remind us of the pain we once felt—

of the love we longed for

but never received.

They echo the quiet battles,

the nights spent wondering

if we were ever enough.

Though healed,

they sometimes sting

when patterns reappear—

familiar,

comforting,

yet toxic.

But scars tell stories:

of resilience,

of strength forged

in the crucible of hardship.

They shape us

into something wh...

“If only this world shown me a little more mercy, I wouldn’t have killed all those people.” His voice trembled as he recalled the faces of his victims, each one a reflection of the life he wished he'd never led. Regret gnawed at him, consuming the rare moments of peace he found amidst the chaos. But it was too late for regrets. Their ghosts haunted him, whispers in the dark corners of his mind, un...

Friends don’t fall in love, do they?

Can they?

What kind of love would it be if they did?

This should be easy. I know him. I’ve known him for years. But when did I fall for him? Have I always known?

No… yes… maybe.

What if I told him? Would it change everything?

Does he feel the same way?

I hesitate to imagine the conversation—the fear of an awkward silence, or worse, a polite rejection—kee...