love at first fight
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The edges of my vision slowly become black. I felt like my lungs were collapsing as my coughs shook my body making the room spin. I took one more steps only to miss it. My hand reached out initially to stop me from falling only to touch the burning railing. I pulled back disoriented the room spin harder making me fall down the stairs. The blackness took over my vision.
"Mom...dad," I said over the ringing in my ears.
Rabia Blake life will never be the same. After a house fire forces her to navigate her new life living with a family friend whose son happens to be her best friends crush. What will happen when Rabia gets close to the Stuck up Kareem?
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