Poison Ivy
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I love a man, who is my everything.
My savior, My reason to live, breathe and exist.
But he could never be mine.
He might share his body and soul with me.
But there was a limit to our love.
A limit that can never be crossed
All because of who I was.
But here are two sides to a coin.
And so was my story.
In this world of give and take, Lies and deception
I thought I knew everything
But sometimes we ourselves hide the deepest secrets
I'm Ivy and this is my story from beginning to the end.
Ivy had suffered for the sins of the past that weren't hers. For the last six years, she had been living a life of comfort but there is a secret that is hiding in a dark. The man she loves should hate her, kill her and strangle her but he loves her too.
She never knew why but he had saved her again and again. He was her savior but everything isn't as it seems. Now he is getting married and Ivy would always be nothing but another woman.
What will it take to break her? What happens when she learns about the dark secret her lover has been hiding from her? Will her world crumble down? What happens when all the lies and deception are uncovered?
Would the innocent Ivy forgive everyone or she will go for the throat of those who have hurt her?
This is the story of the poisonous Ivy.
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