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My life is not interesting and boring at it is. I have my two siblings with me, They are twins. My mom died year ago and my dad is no where to be found. My life change when I met him. At first sight, I immediately fall in love for him. Those eyes caught my attention for the record. everyone was happy. but suddenly a trial came to me. the twins are gone. they were kidnapped. I do not know what I will do at these times. Fortunately he was there, so with his help I knew I could find them. and they can be returned to me.
With him. I feel hope and at ease.
If love is a sin. I'm willing to risk it.
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