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Too whipped

Too whipped

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2 years ago, I fell inlove with a man named Azen Frost. This may be cliche but the first time I saw him in the cafe makes me understand what love is. Since then, I've been loving him. I tried hundred times to confess to him but I failed hundred times for my determination and confidence neglects me. Azen Frost is every woman's dream to have. A son of wealthy man, a top student in the class, a sporty person and a guy who can make a girl fall in love with him in a second for his perfect visuals. But there is a saying goes 'no one's perfect' so despite of his perfect image he has his flaws and that is his attitude. He is very cold and towards women and do not care if he hurt other person's feeling. But despite of that, I still admire him and love him for almost 3 years. Because I, Keira Vallete is too whipped for Azen Frost.
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