Don't mess with the Playboy
- Letture 135
- Voti 1
- Parti 4
"It's all my Fault! I know that! You don't need to tell me all those things..!"
"we used to care for each other, we used to laugh together, share our problems with each other and we used to..."
Love each other. I Love him & He loved me more than I loved him.
"We've been in a relationship . Almost perfect one. Where Romeo and Juliet could envy us." As I tried to give it a humorous statement.
I tried to hold back my tears but can't. As I remember all those things we've done.
But it's different now. Things are over. He changed. He turned to a Badboy
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