Auf anderen Wegen...
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Hey liebe Leser,
das wird meine erste Geschichte hier auf Wattpad... bis jetzt weiß ich allerdings selbst noch nicht wie sie ausgehen wird.
Es soll um eine alte, erloschene Liebe gehen und davon wie sie wieder aufblüht. Doch um dass zu schaffen muss er Opfer bringen... falls er diese verloren geglaubte Liebe überhaupt noch will.
Mehr werde ich erstmal nicht verraten.
Nun wünsche ich euch ganz viel Spaß beim lesen (falls das überhaupt jemand liest ;)) und hoffe auf Rückmeldungen von euch.
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