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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄
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Ongoing, First published Dec 08, 2023
This story is about a girl called rose who lived all her life wth her single mother one day her mom fell so ill that she has to go out and hustle for her treatment and then she met sam..... would she live happily with sam or more problem would rise due to him keep reading to find out

but wait ooo.... the question is who is her dad? THERE IS FIRE ON THE MOUNTAIN

_pls and pls guys when it is time for prayer and you are reading this novel or any other novel pls stop reading for a while and go and pray  it will not take anything from you pls i actually wanted to stop writing because of this reason but my friends sayed that i should pls continue writing that they are really enjoying the story i actually asked for their opinion before publishing it

sha inshort i have done my part pls also do your part by praying on time pls as you do so may God bless you and grant you jannah

_this is my first story on wattpad pls you guys should bear with me incase of any spelling error thank you
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