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"We can make memories together... Be it happy or sad, unlike feelings, memories will always be there."
He told her when she said that feelings could not be trusted.
"And with me... I assure you, each memory we make, would be a happy one."

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As the name suggests, it's a cliché BUT different story of our female lead- Maya Parker.

Maya had once dreamt of building a beautiful future with someone she had been together with since ages.

Unfortunately, it turned out that she had to wake up from this dream; he was cheating on her!

But, never did she think that she could fall in love with someone so soon, only after a few days of her breakup!♡♡

This time you are going to see that not everyone in this world is a jerk!! (^～^)


Your Checklist-

•cheating boyfriend. ✔
•Beautiful leads. ✔
•family drama ✔
• scheming mother✔
•first crush✔


[No Major misunderstandings! No Abuse!]

(3 updates a week)

(The book cover is made by me using references from the net)

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This is an original story by me & I'm not a professional author so please excuse me for my not-so-professional writing!(●__●)

The Clichéd Story of My Life

There was complete silence in the room which had three people in it.

One of them looked so angry that, him not saying anything even at this point, was just creating the room to have more of an eerie atmosphere.

Suddenly he banged the table and stood up angrily, this caused the other two people to flinch with shock.

"Ryan! Calm down! I am sure that she has a reasonable explanation for it!" Lily shouted at him.

"Miss Lily, I am fine with anything... everything in fact. But are you telling me that I should be fine to know that she knew what would have happened there? After knowing it, she- she still went there!" Ryan looked at Alyssa who was sitting with her head low.

Alyssa had both of her hands turned into tight fists as they had been placed on her knees. Her hair was covering half of her face which made the other people unable to read her expressions.

She had no choice...right?