The Scar
When she whispered "Yes," he soared to cloud nine, overflowing with gratitude. "Thank you so much," he said, his heart brimming with joy. This pivotal moment rekindled memories of their college days, where time seemed endless and every message carried layers of meaning beyond the words on the screen. To him, she was the embodiment of his prayers, the muse behind his ambitions. She playfully predicted his future as a Prime Minister, to which he would jest that such aspirations were meaningless without her by his side. For her, he was the first man to whom she'd ever given her heart. He stood out, challenging her worldview and inspiring her to envisage a future filled with love, a concept she had once deemed unattainable. Her dreams of a solitary, ascetic life faded as their bond deepened, his wit and reassurances weaving a new tapestry of possibilities for her life. He, tempered by adversity, bore the scars of his tumultuous past. Each mark was a testament to his