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Ongoing, First published Oct 22, 2012
I did'nt ask God to give him to me. But I did ask God to give me what was meant to be mine and mine alone.

Hindi sya yung inaasahan ko. Pero sya yung ibinigay ni Papa God saakin.

Hindi ko inaasahan na mahuhulog pala ko ng husto sakanya.

Salamat Papa God <3
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LET ME HATE YOU

50 parts Ongoing

A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.