Unforgettable Destiny
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"Excuse me" I said and she looked at me "Yes"she said. I looked at her face she has beautiful dark brown eyes hidden behind the glasses, fair skin, small nose, she was wearing a pink abaya with a sacraf on her head she was looking cute and adorable.
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"𝑰𝒔 𝒊 𝒂𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖" her voice filled with pain. "𝑵𝒐" he voiced out staight looking into her eyes. "𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆" she meekly said. "𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕" he replied coldly shattering her heart into millions of pieces. ❧𝐼𝑧𝑎𝑛 ♡ 𝑀𝑖𝑛ℎ𝑎 ✰✰✰✰✰✰ "𝑾𝒊 𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆" She asked with tearful eyes. "𝑰 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔" He replied with tearful eyes brushing her tears away. ❧𝑍𝑒𝑦 ♡ 𝑆𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑦𝑎 ✰✰✰✰✰✰ #ʙᴏᴏᴋ 1 ɪɴ "ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ"sᴇʀɪᴇs 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢
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