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Forbidden Paintings
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Ongoing, First published Oct 15, 2020
Her: He's very bossy but only to me. 

Him: She's very talented but I'm the only one who can admire it. 

Her: He's very handsome and I'm the only one who can touch it.

Him: She's a goddess but I'm the only one who got to desire it. 

Her: He's very charming but I'm the only one who can cuddle anytime I want. 

Him: She's very attractive but I'm the only one who got to hold for the rest of my life. 



I love him and he loves me not until I saw my past that keep on chasing what we have now. What should I do? What should I answer when he ask me to marry him? Should I keep on going and hold on to what we have and continue it till death parted our ways? Or should I listen to my past and leave what we're about to create.
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