“Purposively whirling around, I glared at him. How dangerously handsome he is! How fiercely I hate him! How hopelessly I still love him. How badly I want to melt in his arms! How desperately I want to make him mine again! How strongly I want to get rid of his presence! I couldn’t see more of him and face nightmares for the rest of my life. His presence was toxic. Like bad toxic. Or a good toxic? I couldn’t differentiate. My head was spinning.”
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Book:IF TOMORROW COMES
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IF TOMORROW COMES
In this thought-provoking novel, the author delves into the complexities of life, death, and the mysteries that lie beyond the present moment. The story follows a character who grapples with the concept of time and the potentiality of tomorrow, prompting readers to reflect on their own mortality and the nature of existence. more
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