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Volume II [Chapter 2- More to come]
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Amayra
We reached the shopping mall after an hour. It was the first time ever we came together to the mall. We started doing many things that we never did together apart from fighting, having sex, and talking sweet words.
I realized how much I missed this beautiful life. I had everything still I had nothing.
Holding his arm, I walked inside, rolling my eyes around. Just an hour ago, the date of our wedding was fixed. I couldn't believe that I was gonna get married to the same man I never wanted to be with. Well, it was until we met in the club and I didn't know who he was and how he was. He was the complete opposite of my expectations. And now I couldn't wait for the day to come when he'd be officially mine, my husband.
"I hope you could figure out what you want now. You have many excuses", he shoved my hand from his arm and then locked it with mine.
"I still don't know. What excuses?", I looked at him.
"I mean to say reasons. Well, you can
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