Marrying My Childhood Sweetheart

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it was his duty to control me. When I skipped school as a kid

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elf from him. However, during the

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exhausted. He entered quietly, wiped away my tears, and sai

I vented to my friends, saying he was more old-fashioned than my mom. Sandra handed me a bag of chips an

e my real brother. Even though we weren't related by blood, he acted more like a concerned sibling than any real brother could. He helped me w

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e a spell. That night, I dreamed Richard cornered me in

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Richard on Whatsapp. Luckily, I was about to

Instinctively, I stepped back and shut the door quickly. His col

yone, he asked why I'd blocked him. I stammered, strugglin

button. Whatsapp's be

chicken, trying to appeas

thin! Eat more, to b

ed to upset him even more,

all me b

nd insistence that I work at his company. But this time, I stood my ground

e to work at his company so we could commute together. O

nd she could bring it over. I provided a list of dishes, but it was always Richard who delivered

face and took the therma

I missed y

me, surveying

ach month, and you live in this pla

n't dare tell him that, or he'd accuse me of treating him like an outsider. My mom also ga

it, high-yiel

especially with someone like Lanny, a top-tier

ay, I breathed a sigh of relief. I prom

s to blend in quickly. Running low on funds, I called my m

n another boyfriend, I won