Some stories don't begin with love. They begin with silence. With glances that hold more weight than words ever could. With wounds too deep to show, and hearts too cautious to trust. It's the kind of love that doesn't announce itself - it creeps in quietly, almost like a secret... A vow whispered, not spoken. And this story? It was never meant to be a love story. But it became one anyway. --- Dedication To every soul who has ever feared love, yet still dared to hope for it. To the quiet hearts that speak through silence, and the broken ones still learning to trust again. This story is for you- A whispered vow to never stop believing in healing and in the kind of love that finds you, even in the silence.