Part Two | Erasing Faces.
<< Loss doesn't take away your power to breathe freely - more happily. It gives you the power to breathe >>
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Sometimes painting faces doesn't work.
Sometimes...fate just erases them for you.
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Okay guys.
I REACHED PART TWO. WHOOP.
DOUBLE WHOOP.
TRIPLE WHOOP.
Okay, sorry. I am calm now.
BUT ASDFGHJKL.
Sorry.
I'll update Chapter Thirteen (a.k.a Chapter One of Part Two) when I am feeling sane again, InshaAllah. I wrote a lot today. Like really a lot.
And I reached 14,956 words, MashaAllah.
I am so happy :D
Anyways. Thanks for sticking to the story. Care to leave a vote or comment? You'd literally make my day *_*
Thank you! Happy Reading! ;)
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Painting Life
Spiritual"when a broken girl and a homeless boy come together, an explosion is bound to happen - no sparks, no fireworks; just a wrecking explosion" This is a story of hopes and disappointments and of light blotting out the dark. Haris Bin Hashim is the wei...
