Could not tell how i got back to my room.i could not tell how i managed to cross the roads.i was frustrated.
I stirred myself a cup of warm coffee to help me concentrate but no i couldnot.Amelia who loved to travel a lot had gone to Coast while Diana had gone to see her mum.I had no one.i felt like a kenyan youth who had invested his campus fees in public likes only to come to terms that he had been conned.
After meditating for so long i fell into deep sleep.i woke up at almost four.Why didnt fate just let Edga heal and give me his number?why do bad things always happen to good people?
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RomansaLove is like talent and intimacy is the practice that makes love perfect follow the story of Peninah and Edga and make the clear path
