Habits
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MatureOngoing39m
Last published Tue, Jun 30, 2020
Love, drama and friendship. Might be your average story... or not
"What's wrong?" And there it is, that face again. I can see the wheels on her head turning a hundred miles per hour and I can read on her face she is debating whether to say anything "You are making me paranoid, might as well tell me now before I go mad."
"He's here"
I look at her, confused for a long second before it hits me, after 3 years, he's back
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[UNDER EDITING] ~Tere aane par jaana maine, Kahi na kahi zinda hun main.~ ⋆ ───────── ⋆ She was BROKEN by the man who was supposed to protect her. He was the man who HEALED wounds he never created. She thought her life ended the night she was raped by her own husband. He made her believe that maybe... she could live again. And while he slowly became HER SAFE PLACE... She became the HOME he never had. Dive into a story where two broken souls meet... and slowly learn that maybe love can heal what life shattered. ⋆ ───────── ⋆ Tropes • Friends to Lovers • Second Chance Love • Slow Burn • Healing Love • Revenge • Romcom ⋆ ───────── ⋆
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