I have loved you since the first time I saw you when I was nine years old.
The magnolias blooming all over the garden are not as beautiful as your smile.
That year you fell into the lake, but he was one step ahead of me to rescue you.
It wasn't until the fire in the sky engulfed you that my annoyance turned to disappointment.
In two years, I bought your slaves and asked about your preferences. Plant the trees you love, eat your favorite snacks, and go to the places you frequent.
God has been kind to me and allowed me to meet you again. Confessions of the second male lead
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
