
HIM.
I met her in a world that seemed determined to break her. She was a beacon of light, a ray of hope in the darkness that surround me. I took her as my salvation, my reason for being. But the world had other plans.It betrayed her, exploited her innocence, and crush her family’s spirit. They were torn apart by the very people who were suppose to stand by them.Despite everything, she remained strong, a warrior fighting against the tide of adversity. In a world that seemed determined to destroy her, I vowed to be her rock, her shelter, and her salvation.
HER.
I felt like I'd been shattered into a million pieces. The world had turned on me, exploiting my trust and crushing my family's spirit. I thought I'd lost everything that ever mattered.But then I saw him, the boy I'd once helped when he was struggling. He'd been a stranger in need, and I'd reached out without hesitation. Now, he was standing by me, his eyes filled with a deep understanding and compassion.He didn't judge me or try to fix everything with empty words. He simply stood there, a steady presence in the midst of chaos. His hand found mine, and he held it tight, as if to say, "I'm here, and I won't let go."In that moment, I felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe, just maybe, I wasn't alone in this darkness. Maybe this boy, who'd once been a recipient of my kindness, would be my rock, my shelter, and my salvation.

