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Summary

ห™โ‹†โœฎ ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’๐’๐’Œ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’‰๐’†๐’‚๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’š ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’Š๐’Ž๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’๐’†๐’…. Three fucking years since she left. And yet, it feels like yesterday. I didn't stop her. I watched her pack. Silent. Cold. Pretending like I didn't care. Like her walking out of the door wasn't tearing something apart inside me. Maybe I thought if I didn't beg, if I didn't plead, I'd come off stronger. But all I did was let the only woman I ever loved slip through my fingers. And every goddamn day since, I've been living with that choice.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
5
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

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Agar Tu Hota Toh ยฉ 2025 by siyaawritez

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