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The Eleventh Hour Part one
CHAPTER 1"What time is it ?", askedmy mother in the middle of a busy market packed with people. I looked at my watch and blurted “two minutes to eleven” that is when the once busy market fled instan...
Tanvi NHi, I'm Tanvi a young writer who has a few hobbies and this being one of them. I hope you enjoy, happy reading.
