Tara's POV:
After almost more than a week of jogging in the mornings, training during the day, cooking every meal together, doing laundry, teasing over coffee, bickering over who washes the dishes, going out every night—and sleeping in hoodies and silences too comfortable for two people who claimed to be nothing—
...waking up that morning felt different.
As Hope Lune, I write stories that bleed emotion — tales of bruised hearts, distant lovers, and healing through chaos. Every word I write is for the ones who feel too much and dream too deep. Your support on Stck.me helps me: Spend more time creating heart-heavy, soul-soft stories Invest in better writing tools, editing, and publishing Keep my stories free and accessible for everyone who needs them If my words have made you feel something — a tear, a smile, or a spark — supporting here is like leaving a flower at the door of my fictional world 🌸 Thank you for reading. Thank you for feeling. Your love keeps this moonlight glowing. 💫
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