Doctor.
You’re his experiment.
You’re his experiment.
Patient’s POV~ ||
Doctor’s POV~ ||
It doesn’t annoy him anyway..
He asks her how to get a girlfriend, little that she knows that he’s asking for her.
He asks her how to get a girlfriend, little that she knows that he’s asking for her.
She’s Muslim, he’s Atheist.
He had no other choice but to knock on her door, bleeding and helpless, not knowing he had that yearner self inside of him.
He had no other choice but to knock on her door, bleeding and helpless, not knowing he had that yearner self inside of him.
He had no choice but to live in the same room with his own student.
“It’s rather you die or marry me.”
He hates his job. He hates humans. He hates everything. Just like he hates seeing another man’s hand on her.
He hates his job. He hates humans. He hates everything. Just like he hates seeing another man’s hand on her.
They’re not only friends, you just can’t prove it.
Golden Brown.
He’d never forgive her.. or would he?
They’re enemies… or are they?
“I’m a married man”, while he’s not even married OR in a relationship.
Patience sometimes breaks easily at the smallest moments.
He saw her, he’ll not let go again.. or will he?
Only friends.. perhaps more?
Kindergarten teacher and a single parent.
A relationship between a white and black person isn’t that easy.
Masks their true faces,
How can a small girl like her do all of that?
They fucking hate each other, but people around them have another thoughts.
They fucking hate each other, but people around them have another thoughts.
He’s dangerous, for a reason…
Neither of them accepted this marriage, but it still happened.