15 Days Before I Drowned

15 Days Before I Drowned

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Publikasi terakhir Kam, Agt 3, 2017

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Dom's hand fell heavily on Rin's thin shoulders like boulders almost crushing him. "U-uncle!" Rin yelps in fright as he whip his head back to see the solemn face that looks exactly like his father. "Tell me that was not all true" Rin vehemently shook his head until his head was dizzy. N-nnoo" he gasp almost hyperventilating. _________________________________________ Rin is in love with his father's twin brother and before he knew it that man was going to get married to his already two months pregnant fiancee and he was given the task to be the ring bearer. Despair and agony drove Ren to drown himself in his bathtub when he learnt of the news, only to wake up again in the same bathtub fifteen days before he died. |Man X Boy|

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