A Single Wave (On Hold)
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previously titled MAYBE CLICHE..?
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This is a story of two people who had a unusual first encounter which involved emotions such as fright and rejectetion.
We know that opposites attract but do like always repel ?
Find out with me what happens when two like poles crash will they repel, hate each other or stick together through thick and thin create a bond no one has ever seen!!
p.s This story will make you question things(not just love) and lead you to grow with the characters (if you have the capability of it)
Do give it try!!!
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