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Traversing through time to find you

This is officially R-18 starting chapter 75. You have been warned. —- Michelle Lui, a married woman in her 30s, woke up in her old bedroom only to find out that she was back to June 2006. Her first day in college. First thing she thought of doing? Well, not exactly the first but amongst other things. Anyway, back in her 18 year old body, she decided to go find her future husband and get him to become her campus boyfriend. Only to discover that her future husband was not who she thought he was. Now add to the mix, the nation’s husband, and her ‘the one who got away’. — With the butterfly effect, will the future Michelle originally had still be the same? Will she still marry the same man? Will her family still suffer the same fate? Only one way to find out! Hop in and join Michelle as she traverse through time! ~~~And yes, this means time for some toki doki romance! ~~~ Get ready for a trip down to memory lane. College life at its finest! The start focus mostly on Michelle’s thoughts but later starting the party things get awesome. We’ll get lots of fun. Imagine college party, friendship, outings, and so much more! — This novel POV shifts between first and 3rd. — old Cover photo: Made by Stephanie Santos Thank you so much for this!!!

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Chapter 78: Morning after II

(Michelle POV)

Anyhow, after taking a shower, I started blow drying my hair. Looking at myself in the mirror, I noticed the hickeys all over my waist and chest area. Shucks. Anthony was too much. Ok, not gonna lie, I also love seeing them. Like, it makes me feel like I was so hot! It's not that he thought I was beautiful only because he was drunk right? He must feel attraction to me to want to have sex with me too, right?

Attraction. That knowledge got me all giddy again. Ah! he should have definitely found me attractive! More so than the girls who kept flirting with him! Ha! Take that, bitches! Ugh! Has my brain really warped to a hormonal teenage girl's? What am I even telling myself?

I looked at my clothes in the closet. I also need to pack up. I'm not up for any activity other than chatting up with the girls. My pussy and my body were still a bit sore, so I don't want to overexert myself.