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Prologue

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"What I wanted a fucking wife! What I got a fucking whore!" he roared brazenly pulling her hair brutally from the scalp under her scarf.

She didn't even blink her eyes for she was used to this malicious treatment.

"This is what you learned by going to that fucking religious scholar that a wife needs to laugh and happy talk with a non-mahram and not her husband, right?"

"Ohh, that is what a hoe like you does, my fault!" He raised his hands in the air in a surrendering manner.

"I expected something good from the vulgar you!" He pushed her away who whilst falling on the ground hit her head at the brim of a glass table.

He pushed his blonde hair back from his forehead and then walked away removing the unseen dust from his tailored suit.

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"Addiction is fucking heart-wrenching!"

She stated taking a long drag of the cigarette which was held in between her lips. Then she blew out the smoke and jumped on the bonnet of the car.

"Put this away then!" He raised his hand to take the cigarette from her.

"Not this." She affirmed inhaling nicotine once again.

"It's addiction is helpful to drown all other horrifying addictions."

A pregnant pause engulfed them.

The only sound was the whispering of wind with the shedding leaves of trees.

The autumn had prevailed the green life likewise their souls were also shedding off its color, painfully. Agonizingly slow.

"I'm always here for you!"

He whispered.

"I know!" Under the faint moonlight her self-pitying smile could be seen.

"Besides these drugs you are the only one who is here for me."

He did not say anything back for he knew she won't reply now. He too sat on the bonnet and taking the cigarette from her he inhaled the smoke.

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She ain't a good girl!

She is the girl you don't want to mess with!

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He is a loved good guy in this world of hyped-up bad boys!

Unless!

Unless!

You cross her way for the bad girl has wrapped the good guy around her little finger and makes him sin!

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But!!

What happens when trust is broken?

''''The magical spell of euphoria is distorted and piercing pieces of betrayal unfurls making you bleed.''''

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