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Irreplaceable Bond💕

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"Afifa slow down" Leila told me as I was walking fast. but I gave her deaf ears as I increased my pace.
I heard my phone rang, as I reached into my bag to look for it. I bumped into someone and we both fell on the floor.

"Ouch!" I heard a feminine voice said. 

"I'm so sorry" I said as I started to pack my shopping bags and the rest of my stuffs that fell on the floor.

I kept my stuffs aside as I helped her with hers. I packed all the clothes that she was holding before which are now splattered all over the floor.

"I'm so sorry miss" I said to her again 

"No problem" she said. "Mistakes do happen don't they" she said freely and I smiled. There was something about this girl's voice but I just couldn't put my finger 
on it. 
 
Her face was half covered with  a dark peach viel which went well with the black abaya that has an amazing weave on it. She removed the viel and pinned it roughly and then raised her head and extended hand 

"Hi my name is Afina, nice to meet you" she said as I bent down my head to look at my phone.

"Hi.  Mine is Afifa, nice to......" I stopped in my tracks as I took hold of the view in front of me

Lo and behold!...I never expected I would see anything like this in my whole entire life. I was amazed, shocked and utterly confused. 




I was looking at her wide eyes and so was she. We were looking at

 each other as if we were both aliens from different planet who are meeting eachother for the first time.

"Who are you?" We both asked simultaneously.Все права защищены

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