Prologo

✑ Prologue

With utmost intensity, her gaze locked in Austin’s eyes.

“Now tell me, Austin…” With tears still flowing in her eyes, she asked. 

“Would you still accept this loathful woman? This lost and weak Fauzia?”

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Copyright © 2020 by Leveret Emmanuelle Axillaris 

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author.  

Warning: This story is not suitable for very young readers. There’s a lot of sensitive parts in this story that may trigger you. You’ve been warned, this might happen in real life if you can’t handle such scenes don’t take a risk and read something else that is appropriate for your age. 

Before you proceed to the next chapter, I just wanted you to know that this novel is unedited. As expected typo grammatical, wrong spellings, grammatical errors, and whatsoever errors can be seen from this novel. 

I'll edit if I have some time, please respect. 

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