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π—œ π—›π—”π—©π—˜ 𝗑𝗒 π—₯π—˜π—šπ—₯π—˜π—§π—¦ π— π—˜π—˜π—§π—œπ—‘π—š 𝗬𝗒𝗨


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π—œ π—›π—”π—©π—˜ 𝗑𝗒 π—₯π—˜π—šπ—₯π—˜π—§π—¦ π— π—˜π—˜π—§π—œπ—‘π—š 𝗬𝗒𝗨
β€œAsh, I don’t want this anymore.”
β€œHuh? What do you mean?”
β€œI don’t want you to be my girlfriend anymore.”
β€œBut why? Do you have someone else?” I tearfully asked.
β€œBasta ayuko na.”
β€œThat’s what you really are, you’ll just leave me when you’re done using me, it’s better that I’d never know and met yo—” he cutted my words.
β€œI don’t want you to be my girlfriend anymore, because I want you to become my wife. Don’t...


overthink too much love, okay?”
β€œA-Are you really sure?”
β€œYes, so here we are, Ashanti Guzman Reyes can I hold your hands, forever? Will you be my wife? Will you be the mother of my child?”
β€œY-Yes, yes ofcourse,” I stuttered while smiling broadly, because of the joy I feel, I didn’t expect this to happen. He approached me and put the ring on my finger.
He hugs me with full of happiness, then suddenly his lips came closer to mine.
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✍;@buwan


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