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To the ones who carry fire in silence and love in fragments
This is for every soul who’s ever walked into a storm to protect others.
For the women who heal even as they bleed,
and the men who build walls not out of pride, but pain.
To Avisha, who dared to enter a home filled with ghosts and made it breathe again.
To Abhimanyu, who learned that strength isn’t in control, but surrender.
This story is for those who break generational curses not with weapons,
but with patience, truth, and love that doesn’t ask to be understood.
And to the readers—
May you find a piece of yourself in their healing,
and the courage to let someone in, even if it scares you.
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