“When I grow up, I will marry you,” he promised with a child’s unshaken faith. “Will you marry with me Dua?” She only smiled—tired, gentle, hiding a thousand unspoken pains—and brushed her fingers through his hair. “Alright,” she whispered, “I’ll marry you… if you grow up to be strong and kind.” She hides her bruises behind silence. He hides nothing—only warmth, love, and a heart too pure for the world. He belongs to a life wrapped in luxury and protection. She belongs to a life spent surviving, shielding herself from the very people meant to protect her. They were never supposed to meet. Yet fate, written long before either of them understood its meaning, quietly tied their souls together. Because some stories aren’t written by chance… Some are written by Him—long before the first promise was ever made.