Was it her fault that she believed love to be angelically pure?
Was it her fault that she was innocent-too naive to see the world for what it truly was?

Maybe.
Her fault was trusting too easily.
Her fault was being an introvert-silent when she should've screamed.
Her fault was never confronting the ones who hurt her.

And then...
Him.

Who is he? No idea.
But he knows her-so well, it almost feels like he's stalking her.
Is he?

Her:
"Mahadev, why always me? I know, given my history, I'm not even good at judging people. But why am I always the one who ends up broken?
Am I really so bad... or are the people around me just cruel? Please... show me a way. I can't do this anymore."

Him:
"My darling's already cried enough... thanks to some fucking bastards. Not anymore."
"I know she's too soft for this world. And me?"
(He smirks.)
"Let's just say I own this world-light and dark. She's my sunshine... and I'll become her moonlight."

Who is he, and how does he know everything about her?
She was light.
He lived in shadows.

What happens when the moon decides to guard the sun? 🌘🌞

I'm not a professional author-just a reader like you, letting her imagination spill onto the page.
Constructive feedback and suggestions are always welcome.