The Death Knocks; ROOM 105

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Parts 6
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Reads 1,196
Votes 19
Parts 6
Time 13m

(ft. Chetan Bhagat) 
    
    ★ 
    YOII!
    my Wordcraft wizards
    #pookiesss&lt;3
    Also to the old readers, this story is "The Girl in Room 105" I've just changed the title and book cover 'cause I wasn't so satisfied with the previous ones...
    
    &lt;3
    
    ｡:ﾟThis is not a love story it's an unloved 
    story ﾟ:｡
    
    ꧁☾︎Hi I'm Keshav, and my Life is screwed.* 
    || I hate my job and my Girlfriend left me.
    Ahh, the beautiful Zara. Zara is from Kashmir. she is a Muslim. And did I tell you my family is a bit, well, traditional? Anyway, leave that. 
    
    Zara and I broke up four years ago. she moved on.
    I didn't.
    I drank every night to forget her. I called, messaged, and stalked her on social media.
    She just ignored me.
    
    However, that night, on the eve of her birthday,
    Zara messaged me.
    She called me over, like in the old times, to her hostel room 105..
    I shouldn't have gone, but I did... and my life changed forever☽︎꧂ ♡︎♥︎
    ______________________________
                             Do vote for my story pls 
    
                     𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐲 - CRISTE_ 
    
                ♥︎  ☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎  ♡
    do not copy ᴍʏ sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛ, if you liked this story then vote and comment instead of just being a Silent reader...
    
    ➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳
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    Luv you always Byiiiee!!✨💌
    
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(ft. Chetan Bhagat)

★
YOII!
my Wordcraft wizards
#pookiesss&lt;3
Also to the old readers, this story is "The Girl in Room 105" I've just changed the title and book cover 'cause I wasn't so satisfied with the previous ones...

&lt;3

｡:ﾟThis is not a love story it's an unloved
story ﾟ:｡

꧁☾︎Hi I'm Keshav, and my Life is screwed.*
|| I hate my job and my Girlfriend left me.
Ahh, the beautiful Zara. Zara is from Kashmir. she is a Muslim. And did I tell you my family is a bit, well, traditional? Anyway, leave that.

Zara and I broke up four years ago. she moved on.
I didn't.
I drank every night to forget her. I called, messaged, and stalked her on social media.
She just ignored me.

However, that night, on the eve of her birthday,
Zara messaged me.
She called me over, like in the old times, to her hostel room 105..
I shouldn't have gone, but I did... and my life changed forever☽︎꧂ ♡︎♥︎
______________________________
Do vote for my story pls

𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐲 - CRISTE_

♥︎ ☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎☕︎ ♡
do not copy ᴍʏ sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛ, if you liked this story then vote and comment instead of just being a Silent reader...

➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳
.
.
Luv you always Byiiiee!!✨💌

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