Love Story from Shanti.He told me he wasn’t afraid of my darkness. So I let him in. I showed him every fear, every scar, every shadow. He kissed them all, one by one, as if undoing years of silence. For a while, I believed he could love me without breaking. But even brave men tremble eventually. When he left, he said, “You are too much and not enough in the same breath.” I learned then — never apologize for being a storm.