The Protector

The Protector

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture10m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication lun., août 17, 2020
Melissa covered her mouth in shock can't hear anymore words from Philip, she can prevent her scream but she can't prevent her tears from falling down. " you better know before the wedding then knew it late and regret it all your life " Drops off the phone while her hands shaking as trea leaf. Why is that happening to her, why she can't complete her life and make her dream come true. Her hazel eyes meet with Daniel green ocean eyes, she can't talk or neither walk, he looks back at her with exclamation mark over his face. Melissa ran outside, unconcerned by the torrential rain storm surrounding her Daniel voice calls her but her heartbeat was higher than the thunderstorm and Daniel voice
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VIVIAN COLLINS is an optimistic girl. She is cheerful no matter what and believes that one should live their life to its full without any regrets. In short, she is an extravert. Someone who never hesitates before doing something which would bring her joy. Everyone loves and support her. Her small friend circle and family, everything is perfect fine. But then, Vivian is Intrigued by her mysterious neighbour who just moved in. KYLE LEWIS? He is different. Different from all other guys. He hates parties and crowded places. He doesn't talk much. And most of all, he always wears hoodies. Kyle doesn't give a shit what people say about him and he doesn't care about anyone. Until, he meets his curious neighbour who is Unfortunately his Classmate too. ⋇⋇⋇  "Last question. Why do you always wear hoodie? how many do you have? Do you have any other colours other than Black and Grey? you should get green-" I cut her off instantly. Why does she talk so much? "That's more than one question." I intervene. Yet she continues, "You should get green color hoodie." she suggests with a grin. "I don't want it." I snap. "What! why not? you should get a green one, do you know why?" she voice full of excitement. I raised a brow, "Why?" "𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫!" she exclaimed. 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯... ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇  𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 ⚠ 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦!

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