8 years

8 years

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8 years ago they met each year she would see him, and fall in deeper with him . She didn't want to feel this pain they called love , but he hooked her . she cried endless nights for him to love her the way she does . But the sad thing is he doesn't know she feels this But is 8 years enough for her , is she finally going to tell him ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ®️ this storyline and all ideas are all mine and original this story has been in the making for a long time so please don't steal and change my story . Anyone caught with plagiarism from my story will be reported right away !!!!
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