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Felicity
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Ongoing, First published Jan 14, 2018
Two years ago I was one of the popular girls in school. I was born in a rich family, had a big house, fancy car, I got anything I always wanted. Yes ! I had a pretty good life.  Until I met this guy. I was scared because for the first time in my life, I was  falling in love but loving him had certain consequences. It was either him or me , my life! My life that I never expected would get out of my sight.
Just...like...that. 
Will  ego triumph?  or will love? .


" I wish, I could have been a better me, for you"


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I swear the first part might be boring but it will get intense. lolz.  I'm still working on the editing and the next chapters to come. 


I'm a newbie and this is my first story 🙃. 
Sorry for all the grammatical/technical/spelling errors and etc. 
But anyway, I hope you will like the story. 
Don't forget to vote love lots 💖🤗
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