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    Anything sweet, lovely, suspense, motivating and catchy. If I see an amazing story, imma read it with all my heart. Hope you can give me a chance to showcase my talent

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  1. 😆 🤣 😂 😹 you really had it for Veronica in this story and I enjoyed every part of it, including the nicknames given to her. Marvelous 🙃🙃🙃🙃
  2. It's actually..... well, never mind 🥲🥲🥲
  3. 😆 🤣 😂 what?
  4. Guilty 🤣 There's just something about long hair 😆 🤣 😂
  5. Thanks, my good sir 🙏 😊 ☺️ I decided to change it up, not too far but a little change
  6. Guilty 🤣🤣🤣🤣
  7. 🤣🤣🤣🤣 little jail wifey. I'm sure he's off chasing after another hot guy somewhere
  8. Thank you so much. Glad it was fun, sweet and light
  9. 🤣🤣🤣🤣 River was scared that Zayn wasn't true. So he gave him a little test 😉 😜
  10. 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 thank you so much 💓
  11. Well, he had to wait for River to finish school. And besides, this guy needed to be known if he really was serious. I'm not surprised Leonardo did that
  12. Thank you so much 💓 💗 💛 And you're welcome. Glad you had a great time
  13. @J Jfred is coming for you 😆 🤣 😂
  14. My theme song as the story wraps up
  15. River folded the last shirt with trembling hands and placed it in the bag that lay open on the bed. The sound of the zipper scraping shut was loud in the silence, almost deafening. His eyes wandered around the room — the faint indentation on the couch where Zayn used to sit, the wrinkled sheets on the bed they had shared, the mug on the nightstand still bearing traces of coffee and laughter from mornings that felt so long ago. How many nights had they spent in here? Talking, teasing, laughi
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