Elisa Westholm

Elisa Westholm

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Tere Mina olen Elisa Westholm,olen 17 ja elan Tallinnas.Mu parim sõbranna on Marleen Kasepää.Mul oli poisssõber Ralf aga tema uudishimu hakkas ajudele käima ja ma jätsin ta maha.Ma elan eramajas koos ema Rosanna,isa Risto,väiksema venna Niclase ja väiksema õe Elizabethraga.Mul on ka suurem vend aga temal on omakorda enda perekond kuhu kuuluvad tema,tema pruut Karita ja tema kolmekuune tütar Stefani. Ma käin Tallinna südalinna koolis 12. klassis,mul on olemas autoload ja ,et ma saan neid kasutada paari päeva pärast kui on minu sünnipäev ja saan isalt kingiks auto. Kuna mu sünna on 20. juunil siis enam kaua ootama ei pea.19 juuni on mul kooli lõpetamine ja ma lähen edasi Tallinna Ülikooli. Mu soov oleks suvel leida endale kaaslane ,kes mind armastaks ja kellega koos eraldi elama asuda minu majja mille ma emalt nähtavasti sünnaks saan.
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Here I m standing with tears in my eyes wearing the heavy bridal lehenga, It was my wedding day, in which I dreamt to be the most special day of my life but here situation is opposite and today is the worst day of my life or my worst days started, He hold my arm with his palm and pushed me in the center of huge lavish hall, I landed on my knees and with the support of my hands i prevented myself for falling more. The voice of my scream echoed in whole hall, soon the family members witness me and the situation.. "Kaun hai yeh ladki, Tahir" a middle aged woman spoke with little harsh tone. He was about to say something but again someone spoke and this time it was a young girly voice, "Tumne isse shadi karli, hum dono shadi karne wale the n" her voice showed only anger and disappointment I can't belive that he was the same person whom I called my love. He is the one who ruined my life, my everything. He didn't left my heart broken but shattered. He didn't only enjoy my pain but my body too. He didn't ruined me but destroyed me. ____ "Sign karo yeh divorce paper aur dafa ho jao, hamare ghar se" the same middle aged voice ordered me. I started at him but he looks least bothered here, his signing column is empty but I m sure he will the happiest person after signing it. He is standing beside the girl whom he was going to get married a long ago. But they don't know that his blood is also growing inside me, the heir of this house who will be having their surname after his name After signing the papers i step out after looking at him with tears and left. Everything ended up! ____ She just dreamt to be with him but he made her dream as nightmare. The story only of revenge where she loves him and he hates her..he just want to make her suffer the worst. In this story where everything represents revenge, is there any chance of love? Will she get his love? #WILL EDIT THIS SOON. TOLERATE PLEASE#

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