Repentance ✔️
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  • Reads 678,272
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  • Parts 68
  • Time 4h 18m
Complete, First published Aug 12, 2018
I wasn't supposed to live.

I'm really not the best person out there.

I made mistakes, do horrible things....... mostly to them

I do think that fate is playing with me, for they want me to live again.

But this time, I am repenting, for all those things I've done.

This time, I'll act as fate and tied their red strings again.

*Hi guys! Another rebirth story. This story is a bit cliche and a bit different too in some ways. This is all about life, second chances and finally........love*
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