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Bringing Roman Home

you_are_not_needed

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Reads 14
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Parts 2
Time 8m

you_are_not_needed

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Roman Antonia;
She was pretty, that was the first thing I noticed about her, she was so so pretty, she also had a temper. How did she become my girlfriend? I have no idea, she was willing to help me, but I didn't need anyone's help. I am perfectly fine.

Willow Obiaka;
Roman came with burdens, but that's ok I would carry those burdens with him, I would help him even though he doesn't want my help, I would care for him along with his family because, after all I love him even though sometimes he doesn't remember.All Rights Reserved

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