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Rainy days

Rainy days

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jun 20, 2021
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She loved the rains.. but she loved him even more. She was always the unwanted daughter at home and now she became the unwanted bride.. She was his replacement bride.. Never to be loved .. Never to be valued, always taken for granted and she was actually okay with that.. until one day .... everything fell apart that day and then he and his love didn't matter to her anymore.. nothing mattered anymore.. And then he realized her importance.. But will it matter now ??
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