Why fault is always found in me?

Why fault is always found in me?

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Meet Meghan Meghan Miles, she is a 17 year old teenage girl, with a cute smile, Blue eyes, rosy lips, chocolate dye hair, and innocent face. She has lots of dreams in her deep blue eyes; And the most ambitious and Vivacious dream is to be a singer. Her voice is like a Nightingale and Cuckoo birds, with a sweet like honey and melodies voice, Makes you feel to hear and die. All her friends Loves her a lot because of her beautiful god gift voice. But, Do you think a girl like Meghan is happy in her life? A girl who is so sweet, freedom thinking, lovely, beautiful is happy? Is she happy, if not then why? What happens in her life? What turning point comes in her life? What happened in her past? Meet Daniel, Daniel D'cruz. His story is different from Meghan. He is a popular, handsome, charming, loving and flirty boy of the College. He is a Millionaires son, but are you thinking that he is Millionaire's son that means he is happy? Why you think he is not happy? He should be right! Because he has got everything that every single person dreams of. He has got money, fame, good looks, he is handsome but what seems less?
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“You,” he scoffed. “You don’t believe in love.” He looked astounded, as if this news was most unpredictable. I paused, replying as monotone as my voice could muster, “I believe in love. I just don’t desire it. It’s destructive. It ruins people.” His brow shot up, surprised by my answer. “Don’t tell me you’re a romantic,” I laughed. His posture grew tensed and he morphed back into the asshole I’d met a few days before. “No,” he stated. But surprising me too, he voiced the words I never dreamed him uttering, “But I think love is beautiful.” - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - A hop, skip, and an ocean away, Annelie Mills arrives in London, attempting to run away from her past. With a job offer and a place to stay by her overbearing family, she feels she can flee from her afflicted past. Not wanting to impose on her relatives, and eager to get on her own feet, Annelie searches for a roommate, and she finds one in the introverted, mysterious, and unusually intriguing asshole, Harry Styles. Laced with drama, laughs, and newfound happiness, Annelie tries to build a new life, but will it fall to pieces? (dun dun dun)

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