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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eyes filled that we’re filled with

first time you have interrupted me. I am going to let you go without a punishment. But don’t repeat the same mistake! Now sit down.” Her voice held

Mam. I will not interrupt you again. And

Jacqueline sit down

period rang. And she took her doc**ents and sauntered towards the door. While I inhaled in

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

blackboard that

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

think we need to

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God! Please save me from this stupid

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

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

patience was too limited because the next thing

Tina? OH God please send her

dragged me out of my chair and table while my elbow got slammed into the table badly. And I grimaced suppressing my

the corner of the table. Looking at it, I finally found my voice. ‘I didn’t

What are you doing Jaan? My Kurti is stuck on the table. Please let me remove it first.

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