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Hope Our Road's Last Turn Will Be The Best
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Ongoing, First published Oct 14, 2021
When you are stuck with the past it leads to nowhere So let's move on so that the road we are about to take leads to somewhere 🙂..


Love isn't a part of feelings; Feelings are a part of love❤️

Attachment is a kind of love but love isn't only attachment or attraction.. 

Love is everything but shapeless and meaningless.. it isn't defined properly cuz it's not upto to our brain's limit.. it's beyond our imagination and consciousness. 

Let's see the journey of Dylan and Juan in the path of love. Does it lead to nowhere or somewhere better.. Will they withstand the lessons of love ❤️? Read more to know their story..

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#13 in Guilty Pleasure
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43 parts Complete Mature

There are four pillars of destiny. The day, hour, month, and year of our birth are used to predict someone's future. Did this determine my life, did I condemn myself to events that shaped me forever, or do we just assign a name to what we can't control, the actions of others, or how we are triggered by our history. This is my story, I'm Saffron Avery. Don't expect it to be motivational or romantic. There is nothing motivational about me, but I did fall in love. It didn't end well, there were very few pieces left intact. Callum. A yeti with long blond hair, he didn't see what my eyes were screaming. Pain. But I saw his. In them was the love I lost years ago that neither he nor anyone else could bring back. He thinks he can hurt me, but he can't, because I am the villain in this story. This is what I am, what I was, and maybe what I ever will be, but it is my story, not ours. MINE. Don't expect me to be feminist or empowered or take over the world. I'm just fighting to survive... Just like you.