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07 | I'm her property.

  • 8 Mar, 2025

AADHRITI'S POV :

Last night was unforgettable—every moment etched into my memory, except for the ending. The pain on his face was undeniable, raw and unguarded.

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  • 07 | I'm her property.

    AADHRITI'S POV :

    Last night was unforgettable—every moment etched into my memory, except for the ending. The pain on his face was undeniable, raw and unguarded.

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Crafting slow burn romances infused with a mix of heartbreak and mystery✨🩵 For any query email at : authorreikaa@gmail.com

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