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Owen Farrell - The first day we met

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Reads 21,771
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Parts 58
Time 1h 6m

flibertygibertz

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At this  point I knew Owen Farell was the man for me and I couldn't change for the world in me The day we met.









Ella is just a normal girl until she was a run that she will never forget.
Will her life change forever?. Will the change be good or bad?

Will she like the changes that happen.



About Ella

Age:22
Played sport: Netball
Place of Birth: England 
Date of Birth: 2nd November 1981
Favourite sport: Rugby


About Owen

Age: 24
Played sport: Rugby
Place of Birth: England 
Date of Birth : 24th September 1981
Favourite sport: RugbyCreative Commons (CC) Attribution

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