Dear Surray
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Last published Fri, Apr 10, 2020
"Dear Surray , I always think of what we could've become, but I never even had the guts to talk to you . Wherever you are in the world , I'm thinking of you . Your face is becoming a blur now, but your smile will always be here . I'll always remember your smile ."
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Synopsis
This story is about a guy named Ridge parrish who went to a celebrity vogue party and saw a girl named Surray. Ridge stared at this girl all night but never had the guts to talk to her . His friends teased him and told him to talk to her , but he didn't . Ridge lives his life in regret now. He belives him and surray will meet one day . Until then he writes what It would've been like if he would've talked to her .
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Dear Surray . A heartwarming and emotional book of a guy who is destined to me up with his dream girl one day.
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