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𝓝𝓸𝓽 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭𝓼 𝓶𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭𝓼 𝓵𝓸𝓽𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓼, 𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓾𝓰𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓰

𝓣𝓾𝓶 𝓱𝓲 𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓪 𝓼𝓾𝓴𝓸𝓸𝓷 𝓱𝓸 𝓽𝓾𝓶𝓱𝓲 𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓱𝓪𝓪𝓶 𝓹𝓮 𝓵𝓰𝓲 𝓭𝓪𝔀𝓪 𝓱𝓸

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I looked above and saw her lights are still on and curtains are open.

"Wtf, why is she keeping windows open, what if someone enters" 

I looked at her room in disbelief as she is not the person to leave things open.

I looked around making sure no one saw me and trying to find a way to enter her room 

After two minutes, I found a pipe connected to her room.

"Thank god" I muttered to myself and thanked god for helping me.

After a lot of slipping and me trying to jump on the pipe and then slipping, I finally reached her window.

I knocked on the window trying to be a gentleman, but not getting any response is making me impatient and struggling to stay at the pipe.

"Fuck being gentelmen" I muttered and quickly jumped inside her room.

As soon as I entered, my blood ran cold and I froze.All Rights Reserved

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"ඒ..අඩෝ...!! පගෝ- අර ඉන්නෙ ආර්යන් අයියද??" නිස්සා හැමිනෙන්න ගත්තම මමත් නොදැනුවත්වම ඔලුව වැනුවෙ තරහටද පුදුමෙටද කියලා මමවත් දන්නෙ නෑ. ආර්යන් අධ්‍රක්ෂ රෞරවවංශ....මාස එක හමාරකට විතර පස්සෙ අද තමයි ඉස්කෝලෙට පය ගැහුවෙ..තාත්තගෙ ෆැමිලි බිස්නස් වගයකට ඕසි ගියාට ඊළඟ දවසෙම තිබ්බ වර්ල්ඩ් ක්ලාස් ටූනමන්ට් එකකිනුත් කප් එකත් අරන් එළිවෙන පාන්දර නිව්ස් වලයි සතියක් පුරාවට එක එක ප්‍රෝග්‍රෑම්ස් වලයි හොට් ටොපික් එක වුණේ ආර්යන් කියන කැරැක්ට එක. අපේ ඉස්කෝලෙ අභිමානවත් හෙඩ් ප්‍රිෆෙක්ට්. "In the middle of chaos they found each other." RADHALA, The Kandyan Aristocrats

The Faded Vows by lynk992925

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