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Familiar strangers πŸ’ (Slow Updates)
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ContinΓΊa, Has publicado mar 27, 2019
Story were accusations are big.  

Responsibilities are huge.  

Love has no place.  

And Pain is everywhere.  

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"Mama!" a small little girl ran towards her in the crowded mall and hugged her tight. 

She looked around confused and curious before hugging the girl back.  

"Mama, they... The...y are..." before the baby girl could say anything there was a loud sound of gun shots. 

She quickly took the girl and ran towards her car. " you are all safe baby nothing will happen to you"

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Hira Abbas (19) only child of her parents.   The most loving and caring girl.  She is a girl with lots of dreams and has a great passion to pursue her all dreams. She is a girl who can do anything to help others.  

Dr Aydin Rehman (24) a successful , young , most famous surgeon . He has got everything in his life,  a loving family,  a cute little daughter , money , fame.... Everything.. But he was broken.  
It's said that a man can't get everything, Same applied with him.  He lost his wife. Leaving him alone with their daughter. 

What will happen when these two strangers will meet! And are forced to live together?  Follow them in their journey and find out yourself.

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