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๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๏ผŽ๐Œ๐จ๐ฏ๐ข๐ž ๐๐ซ๐ž๐ฆ๐ข๐ž๐ซ๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๏ผŽ๐ˆ ๐–๐š๐ฌ ๐„๐ง๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐“๐จ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ
๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘๏ผŽ๐Ÿ๐€๐Œ ๐–๐ก๐จ ๐ƒ๐จ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’๏ผŽ๐‚๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ฎ๐ข๐œ๐ค ๐‘๐ž๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ค๐ฌ
๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ“๏ผŽ๐„๐ง๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐
๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ”๏ผŽ๐ˆ๐ฌ ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐‚๐จ๐จ๐ฅ ๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐’๐š๐ข๐ ๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ
๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ•๏ผŽ๐ˆ๐ฌ ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐‚๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐ˆ๐ง ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐‡๐ž๐š๐
๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ–๏ผŽ๐ˆ๐ง ๐€ ๐–๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐๐จ๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐‡๐ž'๐ฌ ๐€ ๐†๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฆ๐š๐ง
๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ—๏ผŽ๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ˆ ๐๐ž๐ž๐ ๐ˆ๐ฌ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๏ผŽ๐ˆ๐ฌ ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐“๐จ๐จ ๐’๐จ๐จ๐ง ๐“๐จ ๐ƒ๐จ ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐˜๐ž๐ญ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๏ผŽ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‰๐ข๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐…๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ฐ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๏ผŽ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐ƒ๐ž๐œ๐ž๐ฆ๐›๐ž๐ซ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๏ผŽ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐Œ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐‹๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐Œ๐ž ๐…๐จ๐ซ ๐Œ๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’๏ผŽ๐ˆ ๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐–๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐‹๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐€ ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐…๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ“๏ผŽ๐ˆ ๐–๐š๐ง๐ง๐š ๐๐ž ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐„๐ง๐๐ ๐š๐ฆ๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ”๏ผŽ๐ˆ ๐–๐š๐ง๐ง๐š ๐๐ž ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐…๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐’๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ 
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•๏ผŽ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐“๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐‹๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ˆ๐ฌ ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐ˆ๐๐ž๐š ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐‹๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฒ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ–๏ผŽ๐”๐ก ๐Ž๐ก ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐…๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ˆ๐ง ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ—๏ผŽ๐‡๐ข๐ฌ ๐ˆ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐Ž๐ง ๐€ ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ข๐ง ๐€๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐๐ž๐œ๐ค
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๏ผŽ๐‡๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ก๐๐š๐ฒ ๐‹๐ฒ๐ฅ๐š
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๏ผŽ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐€๐ง๐ ๐Œ๐ž ๐…๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๏ผŽ๐‡๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐Ž๐ง ๐“๐จ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๏ผŽ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐€๐ง๐ ๐Œ๐ž ๐–๐ž'๐ ๐๐ž ๐€ ๐๐ข๐  ๐‚๐จ๐ง๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’๏ผŽ๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐‚๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž ๐€ ๐’๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐Œ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐ž ๐–๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ก ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐…๐จ๐ซ ๐Ž๐ง๐œ๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ“๏ผŽ"๐’๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ!"
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ”๏ผŽ๐Œ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐€๐ฌ ๐–๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ž ๐ƒ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง๐ค ๐ˆ๐ง ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•๏ผŽ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ–๏ผŽ๐ˆ ๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐–๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐๐จ ๐Ž๐ง๐ž ๐„๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ—๏ผŽ๐‡๐ž'๐ฌ ๐’๐จ ๐Ž๐›๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐–๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐Œ๐ž ๐€๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ฒ ๐ˆ ๐”๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ๏ผŽ๐ˆ ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐‡๐ž ๐Š๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ๏ผŽ๐Ž๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐’๐จ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐‚๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐“๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐Ž๐Ÿ๐Ÿ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ๏ผŽ๐’๐š๐ฒ ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐๐š๐ฆ๐ž ๐€๐ง๐ ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐‰๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐’๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฌ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๏ผŽ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ ๐“๐จ ๐Š๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ ๐“๐จ ๐‹๐จ๐ฌ๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’๏ผŽ๐“๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž ๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐–๐ž'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ž ๐‰๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐…๐ข๐ง๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ“๏ผŽ๐–๐ž ๐’๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐–๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ”๏ผŽ๐ˆ ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐Œ๐จ๐ซ๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ•๏ผŽ๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ–๏ผŽ๐‹๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ค ๐Ž๐ง ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐…๐š๐œ๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ—๏ผŽ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ญ๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’๐ŸŽ๏ผŽ๐“๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ค ๐„๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ๏ผŽ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐’๐จ ๐ˆ๐ง ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐Œ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐’๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ ๐๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ 
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ๏ผŽ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐Š๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ˆ ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐€ ๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐๐จ๐ฒ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘๏ผŽ๐“๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ค๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ ๐‘๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’๏ผŽ๐‚๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐Š๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐Š๐ง๐จ๐ฐ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ“๏ผŽ๐”๐ง๐œ๐จ๐ง๐๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐š๐ฅ ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ”๏ผŽ๐ˆ ๐‚๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‹-๐Ž-๐•-๐„
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ•๏ผŽ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐›๐ž๐ซ ๐Ž๐ง๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ–๏ผŽ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐’๐จ ๐’๐ข๐œ๐ค ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ฆ ๐‚๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐€๐ญ ๐Œ๐ž ๐€๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ—๏ผŽ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐š๐ง
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ“๐ŸŽ๏ผŽ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐„๐ซ๐š๐ฌ ๐“๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ๏ผŽ๐Ž๐ง๐ž ๐’๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ž ๐“๐ก๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐†๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐“๐ข๐ž๐ ๐Œ๐ž ๐“๐จ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ๏ผŽ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐–๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ ๐“๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐€๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ‘๏ผŽ๐†๐ž๐ญ ๐ˆ๐ง ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐š๐ซ ๐ˆ๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐€๐ฎ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’๏ผŽ๐ˆ๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐€๐ง๐ ๐Œ๐ž ๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐–๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐ž ๐–๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“๏ผŽ๐•๐Œ๐€
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ•๏ผŽ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐€๐ซ๐ž ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐Œ๐ข๐ง๐ž
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ–๏ผŽ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ˆ๐ฌ ๐Ž๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ—๏ผŽ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐–๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐€๐ฅ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐๐ž ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ”๐ŸŽ๏ผŽ๐ƒ๐š๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Ž๐ง๐ž ๐ˆ ๐–๐š๐ง๐ญ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ๏ผŽ๐‘๐š๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ง๐ณ๐ž๐ฅ ๐€๐ง๐ ๐…๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ง๐ง
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ๏ผŽ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐•๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐…๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ‘๏ผŽ๐‚๐š๐ง ๐–๐ž ๐€๐ฅ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐๐ž ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐‚๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐…๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐€๐ง๐ ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ’๏ผŽ๐ˆ ๐•๐จ๐ฐ ๐ˆ ๐–๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐€๐ฅ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐๐ž ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ“๏ผŽ๐ƒ๐š๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ
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ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 ! ⋆·˚ ༘ *

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ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 ! ⋆·˚ ༘ *

𝐥𝐲𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗏𝗂𝖺 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗆 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 !











































ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 ! ⋆·˚ ༘ *

"𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐆𝐎 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓, 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄." Tom stated, sitting down in the chair opposite Lyla. The blonde girl nodded, watching as the man (who is called Alex) wrapped something around Tom's biceps along with placing something in his index finger. The Birmingham boy smiled at his girl, reassuring her she was fine.

Honestly, the lie detector text was Lyla's idea. She was bored, watching random lie detector interviews and then all of a sudden she got the idea of taking one, so she went up to Tom and asked him if they could do one, and he said yes. So here they were, doing one for fun.

"Right, we're going to start off with small questions and the build up to the more intense ones." Lyla informed Tom, who nodded, taking a deep breath. "Is your full name Tom Keir Blyth?" She asked the British boy, who replied with a 'Yes'. Alex held a thumbs up for truth.

"Are you single?" Lyla questioned, looking towards the blue eyed boy. Tom shook his head, staring at his girlfriend before him and smirking.

Lyla blushed, facing down towards the questions on the sheet she had in her hand for him. After asking Tom some regular questions, catching him in a lie for two, she moved onto the ones she would really enjoy the answers for.

"What were your first opinions of me?" Lyla asked, grinning. She was really looking forward to this answer. The blonde singer looked towards her boyfriend, a smile rising on his lips.

"Well, I thought you were cute." Tom responded, smirking at how Lyla began to blush. He knew he had an affect on her, and he loved it... but she also had an effect on him... in a lot of ways. (𝐀/𝐍: 😏) Alex held his thumbs up, confirming it was the truth.

The blonde girl cleared her throat, looking at the other questions. When her eyes rested on an interesting question, she looked up at her boyfriend, who was leaning back in his chair, his legs spread out. Lyla blushed, once again, reading the question.

"If there was one thing about me that you'd change, what would it be?" Lyla asked her boyfriend, who replied with 'Nothing'. The blonde singer looked towards Alex who held a thumbs down.

Gasping, Lyla looked towards Tom, who had his hands covering his face. "Oh my gosh!" Lyla exclaimed, refraining herself from laughing at Tom's red face. It took Tom a couple of minutes to regain himself, before looking towards Lyla who playfully rolled her eyes. Honestly, she didn't even care, it was Tom's red face that got her.

"I'd perhaps stop your snoring." Tom hesitantly shrugged. Lyla let out a gasp, slapping Tom's hand that was rested on the table. "I love you though." The Birmingham boy smiled. Alex held his thumbs up, making sure Lyla meant the truth when he says 'I love you'.

After a couple more funny questions, Lyla came to the last one. She read the question, glancing back at Tom who was ready for it. "Would you like to start a family with me?" She asked her boyfriend.

"Oh absolutely yes!" Tom exclaimed without hesitation. He would love to start a family with Lyla. The blonde girl looked towards Alex, who then held his thumbs up. Lyla blushed, feeling butterflies erupting in her stomach. She was such a lucky girl.

After that, Tom and Lyla swapped places, so now it was Lyla's turn to answer the questions Tom had for her. Lyla leaned back in her seat, answering every question Tom had asked, lying a few times but telling the truth for more. She had also sneakily lied about a question and said it was the truth.

"I love this one." Tom lightly chuckled, before reading the question. "What's your favourite thing about me?" He asked his girl.

"Probably your accent." Lyla smiled. The blonde girl absolutely adored his accent. I mean, half of the girls that are crazy for him would agree too. Tom smiled back, winking at the blonde girl.

"Do you prefer me having brunette hair or blonde hair?" Tom asked. Lyla tilted her head, licking her lips as she thought about the question.

"Both." She said, making Alex hold a thumbs down. Tom leaned back, letting out a laugh. "Okay, fine, I prefer brunette, but you look hot in blonde too!" Lyla told. Tom grinned, already knowing the answer was brunette too.

"Would you want to marry me one day?" The Birmingham boy asked the blonde girl. Lyla immediately responded with a 'yes'. Like she's said multiple times, she wants a future with Tom as he is the only one she can picture growing up and old with. Lyla knew Tom was her other half. Even if they met in another life, he would always end up being the love of her life.

Their love is 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬.






































ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 ! ⋆·˚ ༘ *

𝐥𝐲𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 !

♥ 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝟗,𝟔𝟐𝟔,𝟎𝟑𝟒 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌.
𝐥𝐲𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝖶𝖾'𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 ❤️

━━ 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝






































ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 ! ⋆·˚ ༘ *

𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗏𝗂𝖺 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗆 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 !









































ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬 ! ⋆·˚ ༘ *

[#] 𝖨𝖽𝗋𝗄 𝖺𝖻 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽!!!
[#] 𝟥𝟫𝟤𝗄 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗆 ❤️






ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 ! ⋆·˚ ༘ *

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