Unknown Girl(Rove)
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Last published Sun, Dec 31, 2017
"I wouldn't have met the person who changed my entire life"
"I never had this feeling before
I made another cafè before I heard the door made a noise I look up and fell for those emerald eyes. she sat in front of me and ordered anything I made my special one "it's on the house" I said she looked at me. "thanks" she said "I'm Ryan by the way"I said she opened her mouth to say something but was cut by her phone buzz she look at it "I have to go" she says"Thanks again" she ran out with her coffee and I stayed there waiting for her to come back.
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