Through Thorns Of Rose
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Last published Fri, Apr 9, 2021
~if you truly wish to have the rose then you surely have to accept the thorns of it~
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After the death of his parents. He becomes the only savior for his three young sisters. Trying to keep their life on a pedestal. He completely forgot about his own forlorn. He worked day and night trying to meet each day with the savings he had from his small job. Their contagious smile was what is needed to make his plain life ongoing.
Likewise, His sisters love their brother eminently. Keeping their life on top priority and forgetting about his is what makes them daunted. They wanted him to change the way he became after their parents lost. They wanted him to enjoy the world like the other adults his age does. They. wanted him to be a little selfish. They wanted him to be in love with himself. They wanted him to live his life at once to make him know the sweetness of zt.
And they got only one idea for this. But the idea wasn't so easy as it was. It came with a bunch of hurdles in its way.
Can he fight those consequences away?
Can his sisters find any way out?
Will he become heartbroken again?
Will his love get success? Or
Will he lose anyone close to him?
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