She Who Blamed God and He Whose Dreams are Not for Himself - Ghosadya Rei - Wattpad

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She Who Blamed God and He Whose Dreams are Not for Himself

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Reads 55
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Parts 7
Time 1h 4m

Past memories for some people are bright memories of their childhood, however, Aira a girl from a village background never experienced both childhood and youth always blamed the god for all the misfortune that she had, from her family being poor to a certain someone's death...
a journey throughout her hard times to the times where she can accept everything that happenedAll Rights Reserved

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Just My Luck

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