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« Fayruz : Car au final, il n'y a que toi... »
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Et puis un jour tout bascula , je n'etais pas prete du tout...
Une fille nommée Fayruz, dont la vie ne serait pas aussi simple qu'elle ne le pensait... Mais cette personne qu'elle déteste tant, qui lui fait tant de mal parce qu'il est si "parfait", lui procure aussi tant de bien, comme une sorte de drogue...
Mais comme elle dit: {𝐋𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬é𝐬 𝐬'𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭}même si ça prend du temps.
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«𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐈, 𝐉'𝐀𝐈 𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐑È𝐑𝐄𝐒!?»
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«𝐘𝐄𝐌𝐌𝐀, 𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐍𝐎𝐍, 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐜 𝐦𝐨𝐢 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐩...»
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«𝐏𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐢 𝐭𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞 ? 𝐏𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐢 𝐭𝐮 𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞 ? 𝐏𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐈 𝐓𝐎𝐈 𝐏𝐓𝐍 ?»
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«𝐊𝐢𝐲𝐚 3𝐚𝐥𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐲𝐚, 9𝐨𝐥𝐨 𝐥𝐢 𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐢, 𝐥𝐢 𝐦𝐜𝐡𝐚 𝐨 𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐢. 3𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐡 9𝐚𝐥𝐛𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢 ?......»
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