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The Crown Flower: My First Love

[R-18] Volume 1: The Crown Flower (Completed) Under the hardcover of her childishness, she disguises her painful past. The brutal side of life renders her strong. The person she used to believe like her own shadow betrayed her too. She left bruised, broken. They say love happens just once. But it isn't true. Definitely not. One day, someone appears in her life again, he heals her bruised heart gives her a new life, a new hope. But fate is not mild-mannered. When her broken heart was healed and it had fallen too deep for him, someone unexpected shows up in his life. Maybe she is late, maybe she is not the one he wants. But is it the truth? Even he knows he loves her and wants her, but who is the other one then? Is that person the Ms right? Or Ms wrong? Love isn't easy to accomplish, it is always on top in the toughest list. Will they even be able to accomplish it? ~It's an unedited book and also, my very first book here. Mistakes are common. Read at your own risk~ ~I don't own the cover.~ Follow me on Instagram: ilm.arh Facebook/Twitter: Author I.R. Discord Server Link: https://discord.gg/gTP8CdqbBt Buy me a coffee: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/authorilma Join me on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/authorilma

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Tiara's POV...

After the tea treat, Dylan brought me to the bus stop. Why were we taking the bus? What's wrong with him?

I did not ask any more questions because I loved to follow him. He was busy with his mobile either calling someone or texting. I was busy watching his actions and his expressions.

The bus arrived and we got into it. He paid with his card without giving me any way to guess anything before we comforted ourselves on the seat and I covered myself with the other half of his overcoat again. My hand was on his lap and he was holding it giving it a soft squeeze.

"Now, tell me why were you so mad at me?" He asked.

"Because you went to meet that 'her' and leave me alone," I said, pouting my lips.

He sneered. "You possessive brat, She is around 60. A girl, but elder than my mother."