My Fake Wife's Dreams Come True

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wed by the sea of this city. How many people were drowned beneath its shiny exterior? What happened to them? Did everyone's dreams come true? No one can tell. Nonetheless, it wa

God in my heart quickly. I hope it will remain the same for me. I have been jotting down a blog for Mum

knows? It might melt you! Or maybe it will make you fall in love with Mumbai the way I do. Now that Gandhi Ji's name is mentioned here you could imagine it

endary Amitabh Bachchan to the charming and witty Shah Rukh khan to the ever s

ill see, Haji Ali, Gateway of India, to tan hotel. However, what It's most famous specifi

when it comes to going for market tours, sho

beli, chat items, and other delicacies. The sound of my fingers

tes left. Without further ado, I rummaged through my clothes that were placed in the black and white almirah. It was a small-sized cabinet but could st

the bathroom. In ten minutes, I was ready. To look more pro

oom practically sprinting. My mother helped

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the cheek, I

rying to walk past her wh

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ed muscular forms. He was the only man who loved me

t I tell you to not step out till you have this sweet cur

cussing me at this time, considering how much he was making me eat

retend to grimace to which he took the spoon back wanting to taste himself. His grey

to identify su

ugh. 'Hah. H

ike how grey clouds do when the lightning

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o tuck my hair in an

apartment. Hearing him laugh so magically, my hear

at us, and I stuck

dy comes forward pretending

head at us.Yell

ate Bhag. Let

n wooden door, yelling "wish me, luck dad."To which he respond

words written on it seemed incomprehensible to even read. it seemed night as I walked to the large staircase that would lead me to its doors. My eyes blinked while my leg twisted as I started to fall, someone screamed behi

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ing great, I was getting enough money to sustain myself. But Sania... A name that might have been one of my best friends, if she didn't choose otherwise. Wouldn't have challeng

he ASR building. It seemed to be almost 600 ft tall, built-in neo-classic style wishing to just go bac

and I found myself falling the whole dream playing in my brain like a broken record. It felt surreal

d when I found myself w