When Shrinidhi entered JSS college, her dream was to graduate with certificates and medals. But who knew she would end up finding someone who could be her partner in love life graduation? She thought he would teach subjects like every other lecturer... But he changed her whole life... Explore the story of Shrinidhi finding her love on her way to reach her dreams. The characters in this book are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

A college student finds herself struggling to pass her history class because of a certain lesson, the life of the GomBurZa. Despite her efforts to achieve full understanding about the three priests, she still doesn't know why it is relevant to her course. Until one night, she got transported into the 1870s Philippines under Spanish rule. There, she discovers the truth about the three priests and absentmindedly grows feelings towards one of them. started. 04.29.24 finished. 06.22.24 // languages used - filipino • spanish • english // // premise and plot inspired by maria clara at ibarra // // historical data gathered from the movie gomburza (2023) //

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