THE UNLOVED WIFE
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Kumpleto Wed, Dec 26, 20189h 55m
Yes, it was stupid of me to accept his hand in marriage.
And yes, he still loves her so so much and maybe he always will.
Will I ever be enough for him to love me back?
Can my heart ever make it out alive,
even if I am his UNLOVED WIFE?
*COMPLETED STORY. Alhamdulillah.
*Highest Rank: No. 9 for Spiritual Category
*Got nominated as Best Spiritual Story for The Fiction Awards 2016
*Currently nominated for Best Spiritual Story for The Literary Awards 2017. (You may nominate for this story too if you want this to win. In shaa Allah.)
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