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Completa, pubblicata il mar 18, 2019
Siddharth and  Nirmal were childhood friends...But one day everything changed...Now Siddharth hates his life...he hates everyone in his life....so he becomes so stubburn, rude and never talk to anyone...but when he was trying to finish his life someone comes to his life.....can he save siddharth's life? will siddharth allow him to bring his new life or leave the world forever?
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πšƒπš‘πšŽ π™΄πšπšπšŽ 𝚘𝚏 π™΅πšŠπš–πš’πš•πš’ di maxamixa
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π™΅πš’πšπšπšŽπšŽπš—-πš’πšŽπšŠπš›-πš˜πš•πš π™΅πš•πš˜πš›πšŽπš—πšŒπšŽ πšπšŽπšŽπš•πšœ πšŠπš•πš˜πš—πšŽ πšŠπšπšπšŽπš› πš‘πšŽπš› πšπšŠπšπš‘πšŽπš›'𝚜 πšπšŽπšŠπšπš‘. π™·πšŽπš› πšπš‘πš›πšŽπšŽ πš˜πš•πšπšŽπš› πš‹πš›πš˜πšπš‘πšŽπš›πšœ-πšŽπšŠπšŒπš‘ πš‹πšžπšœπš’ πš πš’πšπš‘ πšπš‘πšŽπš’πš› πšŒπšŠπš›πšŽπšŽπš›πšœ 𝚊𝚜 πš™πš˜πš•πš’πšŒπšŽ πš˜πšπšπš’πšŒπšŽπš›πšœ, πšŠπš—πš 𝚊 πšπš˜πšŒπšπš˜πš›-πš›πšŠπš›πšŽπš•πš’ πšŸπš’πšœπš’πš, πš•πšŽπšŠπšŸπš’πš—πš πš‘πšŽπš› πšœπšπšžπšŒπš” πš’πš— 𝚊 πšπšŽπš—πšœπšŽ πš›πšŽπš•πšŠπšπš’πš˜πš—πšœπš‘πš’πš™ πš πš’πšπš‘ πš‘πšŽπš› πš–πš˜πšπš‘πšŽπš›. π™°πšœ π™΅πš•πš˜πš›πšŽπš—πšŒπšŽ'𝚜 πš›πšŽπš‹πšŽπš•πš•πš’πš˜πšžπšœ πš‹πšŽπš‘πšŠπšŸπš’πš˜πš› πšπš›πš˜πš πšœ, πšœπš‘πšŽ πš πš˜πš—πšπšŽπš›πšœ πš’πš πšœπš‘πšŽ'πš•πš• πšŽπšŸπšŽπš› πšπš’πš—πš 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚒 𝚝𝚘 πš›πšŽπšŒπš˜πš—πš—πšŽπšŒπš πš πš’πšπš‘ πšπš‘πšŽ πšπšŠπš–πš’πš•πš’ πšœπš‘πšŽ'𝚜 πšœπš•πš˜πš πš•πš’ πš•πš˜πšœπš’πš—πš. β‹†ο½‘οΎŸβ˜οΈŽο½‘β‹†ο½‘ ゚☾ οΎŸο½‘β‹†β‹†ο½‘οΎŸβ˜οΈŽο½‘β‹†ο½‘ ゚☾ οΎŸο½‘β‹†β‹†ο½‘οΎŸβ˜οΈŽο½‘β‹† β•°β”ˆβž€ "You're just mad because you have to deal with me," I whispered, the words slipping out before I could stop them. "You have to be responsible for me. I'm just a burden." Cole's voice was quiet but firm coming from next to me. "Flo, that's not true. You're not a burden. We're just... worried about you. This isn't who you are." I could feel his eyes on me, searching for a connection, something to make me see reason, but all I felt was anger bubbling up inside me. "Yeah, well... I'm sorry for that," I said, my voice wavering. "Maybe you'd all be better off without me."
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" 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒔 π’•π’‚π’π’Œ 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑰𝒔 π’Šπ’• π’‚π’π’šπ’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’†π’—π’†π’“π’šπ’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’šπ’π’– 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓? 𝑢𝒓 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’‡π’†π’†π’π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒕 π’šπ’π’–? 𝑰 π’Œπ’π’π’˜ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’‡π’†π’†π’π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒕 π’šπ’π’– " 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 - π‘²π’†π’π’…π’“π’Šπ’„π’Œ π‘³π’‚π’Žπ’‚π’“, 𝑺𝒁𝑨 "𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 π’•π’Šπ’Žπ’†π’”?" 𝑰 π’”π’‚π’Šπ’…, π’”π’‰π’π’„π’Œπ’†π’…, π’π’π’π’Œπ’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒕 π’‰π’Šπ’Ž. 𝑯𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒅 π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅. "𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒍 π’šπ’†π’‚π’‰," .𝑯𝒆 π’”π’‚π’Šπ’…, π’”π’π’π’˜π’π’š π’‘π’–π’π’π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’‰π’Šπ’” π’π’Šπ’‘ π’Šπ’ π’‰π’Šπ’” π’Žπ’π’–π’•π’‰, π’‚π’…π’Žπ’Šπ’“π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’Žπ’†. 𝑯𝒆 π’“π’†π’‚π’π’π’š 𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒅 π’Žπ’† 𝒐𝒏 π’‰π’Šπ’” π’ƒπ’π’…π’š 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 π’•π’Šπ’Žπ’†π’”, π’Žπ’š π’‡π’Šπ’“π’”π’• π’π’‚π’Žπ’† π’ƒπ’†π’‰π’Šπ’π’… π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒆𝒂𝒓, π’Žπ’š π’π’Šπ’„π’Œπ’π’‚π’Žπ’† 𝒐𝒏 π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’Žπ’š 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒏 π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 "𝑢𝒉 π’†π’Ž π’ˆπ’†π’†, π’˜π’‰π’‚π’• π’Šπ’‡ π’˜π’† π’ƒπ’“π’†π’‚π’Œ 𝒖𝒑 𝒐𝒓 π’”π’π’Žπ’†π’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ, π’Š π’Žπ’†π’‚π’, π’šπ’π’– 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 π’Œπ’π’π’˜ -" 𝑰 π’”π’‚π’Šπ’… 𝑯𝒆 π’π’π’π’Œπ’†π’… 𝒂𝒕 π’Žπ’† π’π’Šπ’Œπ’† π’Š π’˜π’‚π’” π’„π’“π’‚π’›π’š. 𝑯𝒆 π’ˆπ’“π’‚π’ƒπ’ƒπ’†π’… π’Žπ’† π’”π’π’‡π’•π’π’š π’ƒπ’š π’Žπ’š π’˜π’‚π’Šπ’”π’•..
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π™΅πš’πšπšπšŽπšŽπš—-πš’πšŽπšŠπš›-πš˜πš•πš π™΅πš•πš˜πš›πšŽπš—πšŒπšŽ πšπšŽπšŽπš•πšœ πšŠπš•πš˜πš—πšŽ πšŠπšπšπšŽπš› πš‘πšŽπš› πšπšŠπšπš‘πšŽπš›'𝚜 πšπšŽπšŠπšπš‘. π™·πšŽπš› πšπš‘πš›πšŽπšŽ πš˜πš•πšπšŽπš› πš‹πš›πš˜πšπš‘πšŽπš›πšœ-πšŽπšŠπšŒπš‘ πš‹πšžπšœπš’ πš πš’πšπš‘ πšπš‘πšŽπš’πš› πšŒπšŠπš›πšŽπšŽπš›πšœ 𝚊𝚜 πš™πš˜πš•πš’πšŒπšŽ πš˜πšπšπš’πšŒπšŽπš›πšœ, πšŠπš—πš 𝚊 πšπš˜πšŒπšπš˜πš›-πš›πšŠπš›πšŽπš•πš’ πšŸπš’πšœπš’πš, πš•πšŽπšŠπšŸπš’πš—πš πš‘πšŽπš› πšœπšπšžπšŒπš” πš’πš— 𝚊 πšπšŽπš—πšœπšŽ πš›πšŽπš•πšŠπšπš’πš˜πš—πšœπš‘πš’πš™ πš πš’πšπš‘ πš‘πšŽπš› πš–πš˜πšπš‘πšŽπš›. π™°πšœ π™΅πš•πš˜πš›πšŽπš—πšŒπšŽ'𝚜 πš›πšŽπš‹πšŽπš•πš•πš’πš˜πšžπšœ πš‹πšŽπš‘πšŠπšŸπš’πš˜πš› πšπš›πš˜πš πšœ, πšœπš‘πšŽ πš πš˜πš—πšπšŽπš›πšœ πš’πš πšœπš‘πšŽ'πš•πš• πšŽπšŸπšŽπš› πšπš’πš—πš 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚒 𝚝𝚘 πš›πšŽπšŒπš˜πš—πš—πšŽπšŒπš πš πš’πšπš‘ πšπš‘πšŽ πšπšŠπš–πš’πš•πš’ πšœπš‘πšŽ'𝚜 πšœπš•πš˜πš πš•πš’ πš•πš˜πšœπš’πš—πš. β‹†ο½‘οΎŸβ˜οΈŽο½‘β‹†ο½‘ ゚☾ οΎŸο½‘β‹†β‹†ο½‘οΎŸβ˜οΈŽο½‘β‹†ο½‘ ゚☾ οΎŸο½‘β‹†β‹†ο½‘οΎŸβ˜οΈŽο½‘β‹† β•°β”ˆβž€ "You're just mad because you have to deal with me," I whispered, the words slipping out before I could stop them. "You have to be responsible for me. I'm just a burden." Cole's voice was quiet but firm coming from next to me. "Flo, that's not true. You're not a burden. We're just... worried about you. This isn't who you are." I could feel his eyes on me, searching for a connection, something to make me see reason, but all I felt was anger bubbling up inside me. "Yeah, well... I'm sorry for that," I said, my voice wavering. "Maybe you'd all be better off without me."