Hate To Love
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I hate her ...
For me love is just a distraction...
I hate him too ...
For me love is devotion eternal passion and affection...
What will happen when two different types of person meet to each other...
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So tuned with me know..... @auther_hinata ...
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Perfect. Peaceful. That's how I would describe my life. So moving to a different state to be with my boyfriend while I finish my degree makes sense. Only, until it doesn't. My life is going great. I'm settling into my new home, establishing a routine with my boyfriend. Until I meet him. He's my professor. He's a complete asshole. For a while, I can't stand him. But then something changes. Soon I find myself looking forward to his class. I find myself questioning am I really happy or am I just used to this routine? This reliability? I find myself thinking about him when I shouldn't. I start feeling alive. They says there's a calm before the storm, well... I call it chaos. Because no one could prepare me for what I would find.
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