The Poet's First
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- Partes 7
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Is it possible to fall in love despite of hating the word itself? Did you already fell? How does it feel to be in love? Well, I'm not going to fall in love, never.
This is a story of fiction wherein Aviana Celestine Ventanier, a poet, despise love because she thinks that "love is temporary, it will give you temporary happiness, and at the end of the day, you will just end up crying and suffering in pain." that's what she observed and that she ended up believing it but it will turn upside down once she met the God-like man who will capture her tough innocent heart, Hiraeth Apollo Nathaniel Steven.
'Acel, do you love me now?mhm?'- Hans.
'no, n.e.v.e.r.'- Acel.
ps:Cover not mine.
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