¿Amor o interés? - Hype house

¿Amor o interés? - Hype house

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Siempre me quise mudar a USA con mi novio, pero ninguno de los dos teníamos un trabajo allí como para poder irnos a vivir la aventura.Los dos vivimos en Bilbao (España).Hasta que un día se nos dio la oportunidad. Si queréis saber más sobre mí y mi novio seguid leyendo. Esta historia está llena de amor o será solo interés? Me presento, mi nombre es Yami y tengo 17 años, bajita con curvas, morena y con el pelo medianamente largo. Todo lo contrario de mi novio Ryland, el tiene 20 años es súper alto y flaco, blanquito y rubio. Pero lo amo con toda mi alma, creo que nunca me había enamorado tanto de alguien asi. Llevamos 3 años saliendo y somos muy felices, a los dos años de relación me fui a vivir con el (yo con 16 y el con 19) mis padres no lo aceptaban pero no podía vivir sin él. Mientras estudiaba me busque un trabajo para poder irnos a vivir juntos a USA, el llevaba dos años ahorrando y aunque nuestros trabajos no fuesen los mejores, ganábamos lo suficiente como para poder irnos a finales de Abril. Así que ahora empieza la aventura
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