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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him again. Her eyes filled that we’re filled with

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 a sudden tone of anger in

you again. And I am sorry

too Jacqueline

the next period rang. And she took her doc**ents and sauntered towards the door. While I inhaled in relief. Which proved to be a short relief, since the girl sitting behind me

I clenched my hands in an attempt to stop myself from doing

and completed my notes from the blackboard that Mrs. Neha has filled with important points

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

think we

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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 to talk to their girlfriends when they want to break up? Or because someone

face. ‘What? Just because he has fair skin? And a nice face shape and features. We can’t call him handsome! They need to be handsome from within. What is the use of the face if

or his patience was too limited because the

please send her

elbow got slammed into the table badly. And I grimaced

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

the table. Please let me remove it first. Otherwise, it will

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