Heart-driven words from a quiet soul ❤️🖋️. These stories are my way of turning scars into something softer 🌿✨. Here to write what I once needed to read 📖💛.
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Stories by qalbdriven
The House That Wasn't Mine
A quiet girl who wanted to heal human bodies must first learn how to heal her own broken sense of belonging.
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BECOMING HER
✨ Just a bunch of random thoughts I can't speak out, so I choose to write them instead - to read again someti...
We Met in a Silent Prayer
One night, Saad pushed open Arham's door without knocking.
The room was dark except for the faint glow of the...