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My each day was getting awesome since Barry came in my life. The passion in his eyes whenever he looks at me, that contented smile on his lips whenever he kisses me, that warm, protective feeling whenever his arms wrap around me and most importantly the way he puts his Love, desires, longing for me into words that always had power to touch my soul.

Six months passed and I was completely addicted to his love. Because of dad's sickness, I often go and visit dad. Whenever we weren't together, we missed each other terribly. We always try to keep in touch by calling or messaging constantly.

Dad insisted me to stay for one week and I just couldn't deny him. Dad took me with his office crew on picnic. Honestly I enjoyed a lot, spending time with my dad and daughters of his colleagues. I did shopping, boating, horse riding with everyone. We also went to see dolphin show. All in all it was really fun.

But that day I didn't get a time to talk with Barry. When I finally got a time to touch my mobile, I saw hundreds of messages and calls from Barry. It pained me seeing how much he waited for me to come and talk to him.

I said sorry to him with dozens of sad, guilty smilies and gave him promise that It would never happen again. But He was pissed off and I couldn't blame him for that.

"Good night" he wrote to me before he went offline. Which means he's so so so angry and wouldn't talk to me no matter what.

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