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INCOMPLETE LOVE STORY OF A LOOSER .

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Leia o romance INCOMPLETE LOVE STORY OF A LOOSER . escrito pelo autor WORLD_DIARIES publicado no WebNovel. This is the story of a boy who wants to do a lot but let's see how far he can go. Many special people have come in his life. He never wants his loved ones to leave him.He wants that by giving all the ...

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This is the story of a boy who wants to do a lot but let's see how far he can go. Many special people have come in his life. He never wants his loved ones to leave him. He wants that by giving all the feelings in the form of words, he should always keep them with him. HE FALLS IN LOVE WITH A WONDERFUL GIRL WHOM HE HAS NEVER SEEN BEFORE. JUST, DID THE TWO OF THEM TALK THROUGH LETTERS . And he wants to spend the whole life with her. It is just to be seen whether that girl will say yes to him or not? The boy also told him his feeling, but the girl was a little happy and confused. And for that boy he made his first and last confession. This meant that he was no longer going to propose to anyone. Anyway, these people were from different countries. Now it remains to be seen whether these people ever see each other or not? Or some new challenge comes in the life of these people. Only time will tell this now. But whatever happens, the boy likes her very much. I HOPE THAT I WILL BRING THIS STORY IN FRONT OF YOU SOON . TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES .

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