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Lost in the World

Sarah is an ordinary small-town girl who falls in love with her childhood friend but her plan for a happy life turns upside down when her lover leaves for the city and disappears. Now she is on the verge to find her lost love. She knows it might even cost her life, she has seen people getting hurt because of it. Is she brave enough to face danger for love? Will she be able to find her love or else find someone better along her way? But what she doesn't know is that the bitter realities of the world awaits her. Note: Want free coins? Just follow me on insta@ nizrah_moin and dm me! ========= EXCERPT "Do we really love each other?" I asked. "I believe," he responds, moving his face towards mine, he looks into my eyes. "What if I'm gone missing someday?" "I'll go finding you to the deepest core of the Earth." "Doesn't it sound childish?" "Love is childish." "What if you don't find me?" "I'll not give up until I find you." "It could be dangerous out there." "Love is the name of sacrifice and I am glad I have the courage to love someone." He leans closer and my heart almost skips a beat. We are so close but still too far away. I gasp as I notice that we have stopped walking and slowly he's been reducing the distance between us. I close my eyes and he leans even closer, I could feel the heat radiating through his body. "But Sarah, do you have the courage to love?" He whispers in my ear. For a while his question lingered in my head, it was a simple question but with a deep meaning behind. It wasn't just a question but many questions in one. Do I really love him to the extent of sacrifice? Do I have the courage to sacrifice? Am I able to face all the dangers of the world for him?

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Your Well Wisher

Sometimes I wonder what it's like to be in someone's shoes. What must they be going through? How different is life to them? What would they be feeling? 

 

Only because we were trying to deceive ourselves with our wish full thinking. 

 

After the sixth month of his departure to the city, my brat's visit started to become from less to lesser and then finally none. This started with his letters when they started coming in late, precise, and didn't have the crazy and excited tone anymore until they stopped coming in. 

 

My suspicions were confirmed when one day Mrs. Adam confronted me to ask whether I was getting any letters from him since she had stopped getting calls from him on her telephone. All this time she had been wondering that he might be busy with his schedule but it has been long enough to ignore it anymore.