"Ooh, I am not requesting you, it's an order! !" She shouted with an outrage.
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Mrs. Andreas did not move, neither did she caress her daughter, she instead stood straight like a statue her eyes filled with rage. She bit her lower lips hard, trying to suppress the surging anger that needed to thrive.
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The torture she went through would make her miss her bed馃槅馃槅馃挆馃挅
TASHA SILENTLY WALKED INTO HER ROOM, she closed the door behind her and victoriously threw her body on her small-sized bed, the bed felt comfy and had a perfect fragrance, her darling perfume. She yanked the pillow and buried her face to it, she needed to breathe in as much scent as possible, Judging by her character, it was like, Tasha's first time in the room, she stayed in that position for some time.
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ch 12 DON'T FORGET WHO RUNS THIS FAMILY
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"J. . .job. . . I will find a job," Tasha stammered when she saw his father hoisting his belt to hit her.
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no no no someone who cheats on me. .it's an x relationship
"I Don't care whether he cheated on you, but you must get married to him! ! ! !" Mrs. Andrea's retorted acidly.
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Without warning, A hot slap landed on her fluffy cheek, Tasha was stunned by her mother's action, she quickly turned in her direction, her hands held on her sore cheeks, she rubbed them to ease the pain.
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馃槻
The door was furiously slammed and it bulged open. Tasha's eyes shockingly went in her mother's direction, her eyebrows were knitted upwards her eyes intensified with bitterness.
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betrayal from best friend馃が
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when am happy l always seeing my hand too, dance and feel joyous
ON THE STREET ACROSS THE ROAD, Tasha walked majestically; swinging her hands as if though she had won a lottery, she jumped merrily as she tried to cross to the other side of the road. By the look of her sudden nature one could tell that she was happy about something.
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"What did you say, you won't marry Mike? Do you realize how much we owe that family," he crumpled the belt around his wrist, then began again, his eyes bitterly fixed on Tasha." A lot of money, and you dare say you won't marry him". Mr.Andreas held up the belt and directed it at Tasha who's face was already shut.
THIS IS FATE
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