SOULMATES

SOULMATES

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All the characters in the story, doesn't resemble any person dead or alive. any coincidence is pure fictional. all rights are reserved. coping content is a criminal activity. This story will have many twist and turns, i kindly request to all my readers to have sabr, and for any other inquiries u can msg me. i request you to follow me and rate my story and if you any suggestions you are more than welcome. As i m still learning the principles of islam , if i go wrong some where u can correct me. thank you allah hafiz.
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