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A billionaire's love {Falling for the Billioanire}

Chapter 2 Reality

Word Count: 1183    |    Released on: 04/07/2022

ot because she did not like it here or there. She would talk about days when her wanderlust soul will reach for the clouds atop a mountains summit, or a bad boat cruise around some remote island

n this happened, she would have to stay at the neighbor's or a relative would look

ere sick and you knew it of each other, his voice could be heard from a mile away and hers would always bring t

m. She hated them, but like

iend, she was taking care of adults who yelled at themselv

form to accommodate another shredded piece, I guess she was made that way- to endure and hope that things got better and as I encouraged her from afa

bout anyone else, but I was glad that she had finally made up her mind to flee, and why not? We must run away from ourselves it is perhaps the only way to stay alive, to stay away from

t you get when you announce your suicide. "Why did you leave a letter?!" I yelled over the phone as I poured that unfortunate celebratory drink down the drain. I was lucky it was some cheap wine. "I needed them to know, it was important that everyone knew" she was stayed

r she wanted, but dancing was like basketball or football, not everyone who could dance made it and not anyone who could dance had it. Most times, it wasn't talent that got them through the door, but we could not know that for sure now, could we? She had never left home. We talked at length about school, it was all she ever talked about Diana Stein of the Martha G

y will turn up at six, he will kiss her and wrap his hands around her, after which he will take her out to dinner and another year will begin for her, he will convince her of his unending love for her, his sweet w

ew she hated flowers, I still wanted to leave them with her. "For me?" she asked grinning from ear to ear, she read the note straight away and said, "you're the sweetest for these Paul" I was eager to know what her grand plan for the rest her life was, so we ordered the best apple pie my money could buy "you want anything?" I asked hoping she would s

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