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Really Obsess With You

Really Obsess With You

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Apr 9, 2022
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Romance
I'm Rhea Jane Peñaflor A nobody. But of all people why me?? His a very famous boy. Born with a golden spoon. He dare to fight with his bestfriend just to have that one girl. No one mess with him. Everyone adores him. But his obsessed with only one girl And that's me. !!READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!! ©Ariesism26
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I have always hated the rain. I hate its constant noise, the heavy humidity, and the way it makes everything feel limited, as if the world slows down. I also dislike people who claim to love the rain but quickly open an umbrella when it pours-it feels insincere. Maybe that's why I resent it so much, because the rain doesn't just fall around me; it makes me feel deeply alone. My name is Aruna Loraine Costa. I grew up independent, but loneliness has always been the one thing I feared most. After my parents passed away, I lived with my uncle's family, yet I never truly felt like I belonged. I was there, but not really seen, like a shadow quietly following behind. I convinced myself that this was enough, that I didn't need more, until he came into my life. Before him, I never realized how dark and empty my world felt. He made me aware of the silence, the loneliness, and the longing I had buried. For the first time, I wanted something more, I wanted him. He was a storm I wasn't ready for, but instead of protecting myself, I opened my heart and let him pour into me like the rain I once hated. Started: 08/02/23 Finished: 02/28/24

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