Alone💔💔

Alone💔💔

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i didn't want this. Why he did this to me? Am I really not his daughter? I love him so much but.. why then he didn't except it? Why he is doing this to me now? I'm dying right now. I don't wanna marry daniyal I hate him so much that I can't even expressed it. Am I really having irrational hatred with him? what should I do now? I hate you papa for insulting me for making me feel guilty for judging me every time for calling me spoil and for every single thing I hate you I seriously hate you.. I got too many questions in my mind but the answers were nowhere to be find!
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