Nasrat khan
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. "When Hearts Collide"
The first time I saw her, the rain was coming down in sheets. I stood at the bus stop, my coat pulled tight around me, the chill of the early autumn wind creeping through the seams. The city felt distant, as it always did when the weather turned cold and gray. People moved past me in a blur—heads down, lost in their own world, eager to reach their destinations.
By Nasrat khan3 months ago in BookClub

