devil's love

Episode 3

Chapter 4: A Ray of Hope – The One Who Helped Me Escape

When Hope Felt Like a Distant Dream

By this time, I had accepted that no one was coming to help me. I had lost faith in people, in justice, in the idea that someone might care enough to save me.

I had learned to live in survival mode—avoiding crowded places, changing my routines, staying silent, hiding my pain behind forced smiles.

But deep inside, I was screaming.

Then, he appeared.

The Unexpected Savior

I never imagined that a stranger, someone I barely knew, would be the one to see my pain.

He wasn’t like the others. He didn’t dismiss my fears or blame me for what was happening. Instead, he listened. He believed me.

“This isn’t your fault.”

“You don’t have to live in fear.”

“I will help you.”

Those words were like a lifeline. After years of being ignored and judged, someone finally saw me.

How He Helped Me Break Free

He didn’t just offer comforting words—he took action.

He confronted my stalker, making it clear that his time of terrorizing me was over.

He helped me create a plan to protect myself.

He showed me that I had power, that I wasn’t helpless.

For the first time in years, I felt a glimmer of safety.

The Weight of Gratitude and the Birth of Love

In my eyes, he was a hero. The one person who cared enough to stand by me.

And somewhere in the middle of my gratitude and admiration, love was born.

It wasn’t planned. It wasn’t forced. It just happened.

I looked at him and thought:

“This is what love is supposed to feel like—safe, warm, protective.”

“He saved me. Maybe he is the one I was always meant to be with.”

“Maybe this is my happy ending.”

For the first time, I believed that love could heal me.

But fate had other plans.

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Chapter 5: Heartbreak – When My Savior Rejected Me

The Love That Felt So Right

After years of fear, pain, and loneliness, I finally found someone who made me feel safe. The way he cared for me, the way he stood up for me—it felt like destiny had finally shown me kindness.

I believed that love had arrived in my life, not through grand romantic gestures, but through his presence, his protection, and his understanding.

I told myself, “This is it. He is the one. He saved me, and now, we will write our love story together.”

But I was wrong.

The Moment of Confession

One day, I gathered all my courage and told him how I felt.

“I don’t know when it happened, but I love you.”

“You are the only person who ever stood by me.”

“I want to be with you.”

My heart was racing, filled with hope, waiting for him to smile, to hold my hand, to say that he felt the same way.

But instead, he looked at me with sadness.

The Painful Rejection

His words were gentle, but they cut deeper than a knife.

“I care for you, but not in that way.”

“I did what anyone should do. That doesn’t mean we are meant to be together.”

“You are strong. You don’t need me to complete you.”

I stood there, frozen, trying to process his words. The man I thought was my savior didn’t want to be my love.

It felt like the universe had played a cruel joke on me.

Falling Again – This Time from Love

I had already been broken by fear, by society, by betrayal. But this heartbreak felt different.

The one I trusted the most didn’t choose me.

The one I loved didn’t love me back.

The one who made me feel whole… left me feeling empty again.

I had climbed out of one darkness, only to fall into another.

For days, I kept asking myself:

“Was I not good enough?”

“Did I misread everything?”

“Why does love always leave me?”

I felt abandoned, rejected, and lost. But this time, I refused to let it destroy me.

Because deep down, a new truth was emerging—love is not about being saved. Love is about saving yourself.

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