Marrying My Childhood Sweetheart
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it was his duty to control me. When I skipped school as a kid
u think Richard likes you? After
elf from him. However, during the
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exhausted. He entered quietly, wiped away my tears, and sai
I vented to my friends, saying he was more old-fashioned than my mom. Sandra handed me a bag of chips an
e my real brother. Even though we weren't related by blood, he acted more like a concerned sibling than any real brother could. He helped me w
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talk behind p
might have feelings
l have nightm
e a spell. That night, I dreamed Richard cornered me in
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Richard on Whatsapp. Luckily, I was about to
Instinctively, I stepped back and shut the door quickly. His col
yone, he asked why I'd blocked him. I stammered, strugglin
button. Whatsapp's be
chicken, trying to appeas
thin! Eat more, to b
ed to upset him even more,
all me b
nd insistence that I work at his company. But this time, I stood my ground
e to work at his company so we could commute together. O
nd she could bring it over. I provided a list of dishes, but it was always Richard who delivered
face and took the therma
I missed y
me, surveying
ach month, and you live in this pla
n't dare tell him that, or he'd accuse me of treating him like an outsider. My mom also ga
it, high-yiel
especially with someone like Lanny, a top-tier
ay, I breathed a sigh of relief. I prom
s to blend in quickly. Running low on funds, I called my m
n another boyfriend, I won