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My Boy
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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Apr 13, 2015
I died giving birth to my baby boy. I never got to meet him. I thought of him as hope for the tough things I was going through. I didn't know I wouldn't get to meet him... At first but miracles can happen right?
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28 parte Kumpleto

*Sequel to the book Shy for a wife* Being the first born of a wealthy mother is another thing and being the first born to a workaholic is different. Well, I'm that. My name is Ruqqayya Ahmad and i am 20 years. Since when I was small I have been different from my other siblings. That kind of excluded me since I wasn't in the package. Whenever I greeted someone the first thing they say is "it is indeed true, she is the exact replica of my father." It annoyed me so much because I don't know what he looked like. My mom, cleared everything of his to make us feel better especially her but it makes me feel worse. I studied architecture in Canada to feel better. I came back and I am going to get married to a guy who works under his father in an architectural company after she works for him as an assistant. I had to fight with my colleagues becauseof how they disliked me which made me loose hope in any chance we have. I resolced it after months working there. We fell in love and then got married. Later after screwing up in some events I later find out that I have a small quantity of my father's disease. Please tell me, what could possibly be worse than that?