Destine to be together

Destine to be together

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"Her used pad, her hair, her photograph your husband's photograph, his clothes, and his name"the sorcerer said. My heart skipped. "How will I get her used pad?" I asked, bewildered. "I can get the rest, but her hair and her used pad... I don't know how I'll get my hands on those." The sorcerer's lips curved slightly. "Unless you want her to come into your home as his wife don't." At that moment, something dark settled in my chest. I knew then that I would go to any extent to have him. "I will bring it"I said hurriedly. "I will bring everything." "Then do it before the wedding"He warned. I nodded. Because I knew right there, in that moment that I would go to any length to keep my husband mine alone. I would not allow him to marry anyone else.
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