First Pov Meaning Mga Nobela at Kwento

Jo POV I feel like I am being watched, and I can feel every hair on my body rising. I look around, but I can’t see anyone. I start walking faster toward the apartment. The bags are heavy, but I can make it work. As soon as the building door closes behind me, I take a deep breath. I look back, but there’s no one there. I guess with everything that is going on, and my mind is just on overdrive. Nothing happening. Once inside the house, I get everything in the fridge. Being away from home makes the fridge empty, but at least now I can cook again. I walk back into the living room, and I hear something at the door. I frown.

>POV: Blake The drive hоmе passes іn a dаzе of hоре. It’ѕ a рhrаѕе thаt Mark, mу ѕроnѕоr would normally uѕе. It might sound weird, but thе best wау to dеѕсrіbе it is that fееlіng уоu gеt whеn уоu start tо bеlіеvе everything wіll bе ok.

◇DON POV◇ I'm really scared like a fool thinking that what if I can't see my lamb again, I thought to give her a memorable surprise but destiny is teasing us with cruel turnovers, she is a little kid I don't know why people are planning these kind of things with her, she even dream about hurting others, but people will be always ready to judge or hurt her, I loved her more than anything, may be this is the one of the reason behind my over protectiveness, when I'm struggling with my own fears,

>POV: Blake The drive hоmе passes іn a dаzе of hоре. It’ѕ a рhrаѕе thаt Mark, mу ѕроnѕоr would normally uѕе. It might sound weird, but thе best wау to dеѕсrіbе it is that fееlіng уоu gеt whеn уоu start tо bеlіеvе everything wіll bе ok.

◇NO POV◇ parv is not understanding anything what to do he is sobbing silently in his room while drinking for whole night he wanted to scream and ask what is this feeling he was angry at the sametime upset with confusion her words are running in his mind He is repeating the same words whole night and day who am I what am I he is in the vulnerable state He is thinking to himself "why you also decided to leave me sarah Am I that unworthy for your love can't you give a single chance to my feelings damn it

He set me down gently, steadying me when my legs wobbled. "You okay?" he asked, concern evident in his voice. I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. He lowered me gently to my feet, his softening d*ck slipping out of me. The cool tile beneath my feet was a stark contrast to the heat still radiating from my body. My legs trembled still weak from the intensity of our lovemaking. "Are you okay?" he asked. I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. I was more than okay. I was... transformed.

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