Her Forgotten Love
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Prologue:-
" Who are you?"He asked her, pushing her against the wall, trapping her between his arms.
" What do you mean?"She asked, feeling confused.
" Did we know each other before marriage?? Have we met before?"He asked her, pulling her close to him.
" No!! We have not met before. Why are you asking?"She asked, panicking inside.
" Nothing!! Sometimes I feel I know everything about you then next second, I feel I know nothing about you, the real you. You are becoming a mystery to me", He said, placing his forehead against her forehead.
" Then let me remain a mystery", she said, looking in his eyes.
" Sweetheart!! I forgot to tell you, I love mysteries", he said smirking, making shivers run down her body.
Will he be able to solve this mystery?? Where will Destiny take them??
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