Guns and Roses
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Dana Noori : A hijabi, nurse in training. She's hiding her true self. She's sick. A rare disease. Without her meds it's hard for her to live. She gets involved with a murder case accidentally and she doesn't know what will happen at the end- especially to her! She thought she was brave but maybe not enough..unexpected things happen.
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Rafael King Romano : A atheist, A FBI. A workaholic. A caption. He's a very closed person. He's very brutal and anyone is intimidated by him. He gets a big case about a murder streak in the same apartments Dana lives in. He was only interested in his work but slowly felt protective...or not?
- He is kinda heartless, He only cares about his job, nothing else, no one else. Right..? He doesn't want to care for anyone else. He shows no emotions. Then he meets a bubbly Dana- he hates her. He hated how she was so gullible and was always center of attention.
His mind hated her but his heart had a whole city for her and she was the only population.
Denied
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"Do you hate me?" I said tilting my head softly looking at him
He looks down at me coldly, "yes a lot"
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My hands shook as I held my phone. I look back at the letter and back at the phone. Im doing it.
"Hello-" a cold deep morning voice was heard on the other end.
"I-I'm scared.." I sobbed out. For the first time I'm not sassing with him or talking bubbly.
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"Who's car did you come out of..." My brother spoke with anger. I gulped.
"S-someone.." I said whispering. Darn it! I really thought I had confidence.
"I SAID WHOS FUCKING CAR IS THAT!"
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WARNING!!: ⚠️ TW: BLOOD! TOUCHING! BAD Language! MURDER!! ZINA
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