They say love is something that grows in you that can make you feel special, that the greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved, loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves. But what if love became the feeling which will destroy you? Will you take another risk or will you remain a prisoner of the past?
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Prisoner of the Past
أدب المراهقينThis is my first story here. Please spare my errors. Enjoy. Ciao!