Her FaceBook Friend

Her Facebook Friend By Ifveen Chapter 22

“The purest form of love is protection. If he can’t protect you. He doesn’t love you.” [Jacqueline]

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I was surprised by his interruption.

‘Did he just save me? But why would he? I questioned inwardly. To myself.

‘Is it because he feels guilty for kissing me forcefully?’

I glanced back at him with furrowed brows and he offered me a small smile. A smile that was filled with a**urance. I turned back without reacting.

Mrs. Neha was the first to react. As she glared at him.

“Is your name Jacqueline!”

I looked back at him. Waiting for his response. Initially, the hand by his side was now placed behind his neck. As he rubbed the area in nervousness.

“I. I am sorry Mam.” He stammered and I stopped my urge to laugh at his reaction. ‘It was cute. He looked like just a young boy who was nervous because his crush had asked him out!’ I realized how ridiculous an a**umption it was!

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glared at him again. Her eyes filled that we’re filled

a punishment. But don’t repeat the same mistake! Now sit down.” Her

again. And I am sorry once again. And

too Jacqueline sit

the door. While I inhaled in relief. Which

an attempt to stop myself from doing anything stupid. Anything that

that Mrs.

a tapping of a finger on my table. As I looked at it I understood it was Jaan’s. Since he had the weirdest sense of style. He liked having rings on his fingers. And no I am not saying it weird because he wears rings, I am saying it a weird habit because he wears a ring on each of his fingers.

I think we need

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save me from this stupid

me Jacqueline when he is pissed off over something. Something that will make him so mad that he might even hit me. The second half of his sentence confused me, Don’t people say we need to talk to their girlfriends when they want to break up? Or because someone had cheated? Why is he saying this

sudden yelling caused me to stop writing. My furrowed brows looked up slowly from his ugly fingers to his ugly face. ‘What? Just because he has fair skin? And a nice face shape and features. We can’t call him handsome! They need

his patience was too limited because the next thing I knew was him dragging

OH God please send her here! Please!

table while my elbow got slammed into the

of my Kurti got clasped in the corner of the table. Looking at it, I finally found my voice. ‘I didn’t want my only uniform to be torn apart by

Kurti is stuck on the table. Please let me remove it first. Otherwise,

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