Body wasn't his. Nope.
He… she was a she.
She had always been a she.
She trapped…in the wrong body.
Body wasn't his. Nope.
He… she was a she.
She had always been a she.
She trapped…in the wrong body.
She was trapped in this marriage.
She so wish to tell her husband that she loves his sister not him.
Thank you for the invite, but no experience at all. Let me follow and learn a bit first.
In the rainbow-lit church, their hands clasped, the words "I do" sealed their marriage vows.
We are happily walking in the Mardi Gras holding a Rainbow flag.
A tap on my shoulder broke my dream!
Sagar and Ahaana were now parents of two kids, afterall life can also be too simple and happily ever after.
Life threw them challenges, but in each other's arms, they found a love that made everything worthwhile.
Love. An intense feeling of deep affection. Funny how the word didn't seem bound by the rusted chains its devotees were.
[Did I do this right?]
Originally posted by: NoeticLife
Love. An intense feeling of deep affection. Funny how the word didn't seem bound by the rusted chains its devotees were.
[Did I do this right?]
Yes
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Originally posted by: oh_nakhrewaali
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