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To people trying to figure out life. You are fighters, you hear me!?
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This book explores themes around anxiety, death and topics that can be triggering. Please be careful while reading. I will be adding a warning to any triggering chapter.
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❝We were two different boat sailing the same sea, waiting for each to meet at the shore.❞
—Potterhead_Niki
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" I want to be your wife." As soon as the words left her mouth, I snapped my head in her direction so fast that it almost gave me a whiplash. Blinking my eyes rapidly, I looked at her in disbelief and suspicion- for she could be an alien on the loose from Area 51-but her face remained impassive, as she- a few minutes ago- didn't utter the sentence that almost gave me a cardiac arrest.

"Yo-I-we-" Jumbled words spewed out of my mouth as I looked at her baffled and in return she looked at me as if I had committed a big crime to even showcasing how shocked I was.

Her grumpy face and that intimidating look ,which makes others want to run for the hills- looked at me with an emotionless face, but the hidden vulnarabilty in her pair of deep brown eyes couldn't stay hidden from me.

"And if you are worried about your private life - then don't be. I won't bother you or be a hindrance to your playboy way." She gestured to me to sit back with her eyes as I was about to protest and continued, "We will be bound by a contract and we won't be interfering in each other's life but I have a condition" She added as an afterthought and paused, looking at me with a look that was very close to concern-which she so far haven't showed me any- and placed a document in my hand.

Reading the first few lines of the paper was enough to send me into a frenzy-and it was definitely not a good kind.

Was I about to sign a deal with the she-devil?