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- Herausgeber: Rana Books UK
- Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025
He loved her deeply, but she never truly saw him. When their perfect love begins to crumble, he’s left battling silent heartbreak and growing distance. This is a poignant tale of passion, betrayal, and rediscovery—a journey from being unseen to finding the strength to let go and rebuild a life filled with self-worth and hope.
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Ranjot Singh Chahal
The Love She Failed to See
A Story of Broken Promises, Silent Heartbreak, and Rediscovering Self-Worth
First published by Rana Books Uk 2025
Copyright © 2025 by Ranjot Singh Chahal
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, scanning, or otherwise without written permission from the publisher. It is illegal to copy this book, post it to a website, or distribute it by any other means without permission.
First edition
Contents
Chapter 1: When Eyes First Met
Chapter 2: A Promise of Forever
Chapter 3: Cracks Beneath the Surface
Chapter 4: Silent Tears and Unspoken Words
Chapter 5: Fading Spark, Growing Distance
Chapter 6: When Love Turns Cold
Chapter 7: Shadows of Yesterday
Chapter 8: Finding Myself Again
Chapter 1: When Eyes First Met
I still remember the first time I saw her. It wasn’t one of those moments out of a romantic movie—no violins played in the background, and the world didn’t suddenly slow down. But there was something about her presence that drew me in. She carried a quiet grace, an effortless charm that made her stand out without even trying. In that instant, I thought, She’s different.
We met at a mutual friend’s gathering. She laughed easily, her eyes lighting up with genuine joy, and I found myself captivated. It wasn’t just her beauty—it was the way she made people feel comfortable, the way she listened with intent and responded with sincerity. I wanted to be near her, to know her story, to become a part of it.
Our first conversation felt natural, like we’d known each other for years. We talked about dreams, ambitions, and fears we’d never admitted to anyone else. I opened up in ways I never had before, and she made me feel safe doing so. At that moment, I believed she understood me, saw me for who I truly was.
As days turned into weeks, we grew closer. Late-night calls turned into long walks, and before I knew it, my world began to revolve around her. I felt valued—like I mattered in ways I hadn’t experienced before. She made me feel seen, and I started to believe that maybe, just maybe, she was the one.
But love in its early stages is often wrapped in illusions. The excitement, the rush, the sense of newness—it blinds you to what lies beneath. I didn’t see the small cracks forming. Or perhaps I did, but I ignored them, hoping they were nothing more than shadows in the light of something beautiful.
I thought she felt the same way. I believed her smiles and words were reflections of what I felt inside. And maybe, in the beginning, they were. But beginnings are always easier than what comes after.
