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๐๐ค๐ซ๐ ๐๐ฉ ๐๐๐ง๐จ๐ฉ ๐จ๐๐๐๐ฉ. ๐๐๐๐ฉโ๐จ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐ค๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐.
๐๐ถ๐ณ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ท๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ด๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ฅ๐บ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ช๐ด. ๐๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐โ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต. ๐๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฏโ๐ต.
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ด๐ต ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐บ. ๐๐ฐ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ด๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ช๐ด๐ด๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ช๐ท๐ข๐ต๐ฆ. ๐๐บ ๐ด๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ท๐ข๐ญ๐ถ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ฑ.
๐๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ถ๐ด.
๐๐ถ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ข๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ต, ๐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ต๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ท๐ช๐ฆ, ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐๐ฐ๐ข๐ฉ ๐ธ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฆ. ๐๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ถ๐ด. ๐๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ช๐ญ๐บ. ๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ, ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ. ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ, ๐๐ฐ๐ข๐ฉ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ค๐ณ๐ช๐ฑ๐ต, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ค๐ฐ-๐ข๐ถ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ถ๐ด๐ค๐ณ๐ช๐ฑ๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ.
๐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ช๐ต, ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐโฆ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ต๐ฉ, ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ถ๐ด ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ข๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ?
๐๐ฆโ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ค๐ญ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ข๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ช๐ญ๐บ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ. ๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ถ๐ด ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ข ๐ง๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ตโฆ
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โWhat an idiot I was.โ She huffed a watery breath. โTo believe you were getting the hint, getting why I had to do what I did. To believe a real happy ending could happen to me.โ Her mouth pinched into a thin line before she mumbled, mostly to herself, โI was so naรฏve.โ
I stared at her dumbly as she waited for my reply.
โNoah, Iโve been trying to talk myself out of misjudging you, of not giving you a fair chance.โ She twisted her fingers.
โYou made it feel so real, this affection for me.โ
My fists clenched, the fingers digging into my flesh. With as much restraint as I could muster against these hurtful
accusations, I answered, โAlda, I think you should take a moment and listen to me before you say something both of us will regret.โ
โRegret what? Saying to your face how you left me when I needed you?โ
Evidently, grudges were indiscriminate and they dug roots down in both our souls.
She hid her face with her palms then raked her fingers through her hair, slowly moving her gaze from the covers to me.
โWhy are we doing this, Noah? Huh? What am I to you? Am I a toy? A plaything to use and then write stories about?โ
If words could kill, Iโd be bleeding to death on the floor right then and there.
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Read the First Chapter HERE!
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Shani Haim has been a romantic at heart for as long as she can remember.
One of her greatest passions has always been reading, and she devoured anything that swept her away to faraway places.
From reading she made the transition to writing, falling in love with her flawed, broken and full of soul characters one happily-ever-after at a time.
When she’s not swooning over book boyfriends, she’s practicing yoga, drinking unhealthy amount of coffee, or watching Netflix with her husband in their Tel Aviv home.
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