A Love Story Of Hate
Jyotikayour gaze hits the side of my facehe stares at me from a distance but ignores mei can't stop staring at her tttt facegirlfriend stares at me
Well, I also remember that moment when I took Aarzoo in my arms for the first time, the Last love of my life.
I am an orphan. Sameer Bhaiya found me at the temple's stairs, thanks to Bhaiya's Grandma, she accepted me. When I grew up, I started to bear my expenses on my own. How long would I be a burden on someone then after some years, due to my job, I had to shift to a different house, then Grandma died and Sameer Bhaiya started living with his wife. I was also happy with my wife in my second house. I was happy. For me, my wife was my family, my love, my world or say, she is my everything.
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