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Love and Hate

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They say, there is a thin line between love and hate. Yasmeen and Bilal are two different people from different family background, they have a connection which is thrilling spooky. One, at the face of the earth they can't stand each other and always at each other's throat but on the other hand, in their own imaginary world they created, they love each other strongly and hold unto hope of the unforeseen future their love holds.

When reality finally hits them, will it be too late to unite their love or will they break boundaries and learn to forgive one another and truly have the happiness they are all searching for??? 

Find out more in the chapters of Love and Hate.All Rights Reserved

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