Description
Saddam Umbar Pangestu knows the anatomy of loss better than most. He has stitched together shattered bodies, coaxed failing hearts back to rhythm, and waged war against death under the glare of the operating room lights. But no scalpel is sharp enough to carve out grief, no forceps precise enough to retrieve what was stolen from him. When his fiancée disappears-swallowed by fate without a trace-Saddam is left with silence where her voice should be, an ache where her touch once lingered. Yet just as he learns to live with the hollow spaces she left behind, a stranger arrives-bearing echoes of a name that should have never been spoken again. ~ ⚠️ This story uses Face Claims: Saddam Umbar Pangestu (visuals belong to DAY6 SUNGJIN) & Brian Karsadikara (visuals belong to DAY6 Young K)
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