Amatullahwritesfic

I don’t bother answering. She retreats a few minutes later. Our relationship hasn't always been great but we’ve drifted apart even more, my sister and I. 
          	
          	I have no clue what overcame me. Perhaps it’s Layla’s smug face, the audible insipid music, or Mama's message but I opted to do just that; 
          	
          	Run away on my wedding night. 
          	
          	
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Amatullahwritesfic

I don’t bother answering. She retreats a few minutes later. Our relationship hasn't always been great but we’ve drifted apart even more, my sister and I. 
          
          I have no clue what overcame me. Perhaps it’s Layla’s smug face, the audible insipid music, or Mama's message but I opted to do just that; 
          
          Run away on my wedding night. 
          
          
          New chapter up!!!!! 
          Please comment and vote. 
          Have a nice day y'all. 
          Happy writing. ❤️
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/390038602

dharanilakshmibalu

Hi there! This is Dhara... I am here to request you to take a look at my profile and give my books a read. I'm the author of the book named Married to Mr.Parth which is a completed one. Currently I am working on it's sequel namely Reclaiming What's Mine. It would really mean a lot to me if you read them and comment your thoughts. Hopefully you'll love it. And if you do so, don't forget to vote my books.
          
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Amatullahwritesfic

I want to tell her that I’m not looking for anyone. I can barely figure out my life, how else am I supposed to look after someone for an eternity? 
          
          There’s no room for these thoughts when she engulfs me in a hug, prolonged motherly warmth that triggers my sensitive alter ego. I smell her feminine deodorant and the familiar scent of home. 
          
          My mom wins; 
          
          I’m getting married. 
          
          A/N: Salim's POV. Please comment and vote. 
          
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Amatullahwritesfic

I came up here knowing that whatever punishment I was getting wasn’t going to be minor. Yet, marriage is the last thing I expected. 
          
          No one acknowledged the elephant in the room. And that confirms my biggest fear; 
          
          My parents are finally getting rid of me. 
          
          
          A/N: The first chapter is out!!!!!! 
          
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          I just published "1. Afnan" of my story "The Opposite of Falling in Love ". https://www.wattpad.com/1519531819?utm_source=android&utm_medium=profile&utm_content=share_published&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=Amatullahwritesfic