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She was crying for me, I hurt her, I treated her like my w***e, I abused her, I called her with names. I didn't miss a second to humiliate her, I tortured her, I snatched her purity but still, she was crying for me. She came to me to bandage my wounds. She cares about me. I start feeling something for her once again. The day when my sister jumped from the terrace I killed all my feelings for Storm. I remember the first time when I saw her in the orphanage of Switzerland, yes I saw her first time in Orphanage approx two years ago. I went there to buy the orphanage property and there she was playing with kids. She was looking so happy, then I noticed an engagement ring in her hand and I pushed all my feelings.  I knew that I am not capable of love, that's why I threw her thought out of m

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