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l LOVE her SOUL ( ON HOLD)

l LOVE her SOUL ( ON HOLD)

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I felt very nervous about how to tell my opinion that I don't wanna marry, but to my surprise he told me that "do you like me, do you want to marry?" "no! in the sense I don't want to marry and lead a ........." I stopped by him " then it would be alright even I don't want to marry so if we both marry then we both lead our own lives. you can be yourself and I can be myself, is that ok?" I remained silent then after few minutes I opened up " I have seen many difficulties, many betrayals, many disappointments, lots of problems, I have cried for many days, only now I am a little happy, I want to be happy, I don't want to cry any more, so please don't make me cry, don't ever leave me and I will never leave you at any cost, if that's ok for you then we can marry?" I told it with tears rolling in my eyes and looked for any answer from him. "Thank you for sharing your personal, with this I think that you trust me, I will never break your trust and will never hurt you and will never ....... #221 in random(10/11/16) with 1k reads and more
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I got married today. Yes, you read that right. "Married." And the strangest part? I don't even know who I married. Not his face. Not his name. Not his voice. Just one undeniable truth-"I am his bride." Now, I sit here, draped in "red and gold", in a room that belongs to him-no, "to us"-waiting. Waiting for a man who is supposed to be "my husband", my partner, the one I am bound to by fate itself. The world outside is moving as usual-people laughing, families celebrating, the echoes of my wedding still fresh in the air. But inside this room, "time stands still". My heart pounds-"not in fear, but in a strange thrill." Who is he? What does he look like? What kind of man is he?

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