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𝔽𝕀𝕃𝕆𝔽𝕆𝔹𝕀𝕊𝕂

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•𝔽𝔼𝔸𝕋𝕌ℝ𝔼𝔻•
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𝘍𝘪𝘭𝘰𝘧𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘬- 𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘢 
𝘗𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘢- 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦

She is quirky, sassy, wild and a badass. Her mantra is IDK, IDC and IDGAF. Her favorites are coffee, swearing and black color. She is 𝔼𝕝𝕜𝕒 𝔸𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕣. 

18 year old Elka never thinks, more like never cares, about her love life. She is contented with being single for ages. But one fine day, a reality comes knocking on her door that has been kept locked by her for 4 years after a life changing incident. And that reality brings back memories of her horrendous past, hitting her with the epiphany that she isn't an aromantic she thinks to be, but a phobic. 

𝔸 𝕡𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕠𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕓𝕚𝕔.

Her deranged life takes a roller coaster ride when she meets 𝔻𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕙 ℝ𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕒, the only guy that can make Elka's blood run all the way to her cheeks and wakes the butterflies in the pit of her stomach that has been in deep slumber for aeons. But Elka finds her eyes welling up even more and hard to breathe when Danish gives her euphoric moments along with some bitterness. Bitterness that makes her on the verge of breaking down into millions of uncollectible pieces, again. 
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⚠️ Profanity, Explicit Content, LGBTQ (only in bg)
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