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HIS BROKEN TRUST (Completed)

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#29 In Spiritual
#33 In Spiritual Alhumdulilah....


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"Get out hana!!!" his rough voice echoed in the room sending shivers to her body...

"plz just listen to me for once... "She begged.. but he dragged her towards the door..

"Listen to me for once... she begged again just to be thrown out of the room..

"Get out hana. ... just go away.. "he ordered and closed the door at her face...

"please please listen to me its important.... Hot tears were rolling continiously .. steaming down her cheek.. 

He must know this.. she reapted in her mind banging the door till her palms revealed the colours of pink...


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