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Don't play with me, Attorney || COMPLETED (EDITING)
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Complete, First published Dec 21, 2021
Mature
Don't play with me series 2: Don't play with me, Attorney

With two people having a past with each other? Can they still go back to it? Can they still go back to their past? Past that was a nightmare for Samantha Fidalgo from Little Star University as an architect. Nightmare that she doesn't want to go back ever again and Ashton Ortizo who graduated at Saint Mary Heart University as a Legal Management. But because as a disciple of the law? How can you fight the person you love who is hurting? How can you fight the person you love who tries to forget the past that is so complicated for her. Past with hard to go back and past with hard to fix.
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In a quiet, misty district of Himachal Pradesh, in a small orphanage called Sparsh Ashram, lived a fragile, gentle girl named Ishara. Her eyes held a quiet innocence, untouched by the harshness of the world, yet shadowed with a deep, unspoken sorrow. When she was only four, her stepfather-the one who had once called her his life-had left her. He discovered she was the product of her mother's betrayal, and in his heartbreak, he turned away. Since then, Ishara had grown up in the soft, lonely halls of the orphanage, her heart tender, her spirit delicate, carrying a pain that even time could not erase. At fifteen, she was still small, almost like a fragile bird in a vast, unkind sky-beautiful, innocent, and quietly brave. .................................................................................................... ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨