She wasn’t born strong. Life simply left her no choice. Over time, she learned to stay silent when it hurts, to stand when there’s no ground beneath her and to protect herself when no one else could. And still, even with the scars on her skin and the wounds in her soul, she holds on to what keeps her alive. She still wants to be gentle. To feel, to trust, to love, even after everything she’s been through. Because a woman’s true strength isn’t in the sword, but in a heart that, despite it all, never lost its warmth.