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The global hit returns! Enjoy Season 2 on Viva One and revisit the original story that started it all. Pagkatapos ng mga pinagdaanan nila ng Section E, ang buong akala ni Jay-jay ay maayos na ang sitwasyon nila. Pero paano kung malaman niyang kasinungalingan lang pala ang lahat? Magagawa pa rin ba niyang patawarin ang taong nanakit sa kaniya o hindi na? Season 2 of Ang Mutya ng Section E *** Ang buong paniniwala ni Jasper Jean "Jay-jay" Mariano, unti-unti na siyang natatanggap ng mga tao sa paligid niya. Naging malapit na siya sa mga kaklase niya at kahit na nagkakaroon pa rin ng gulo, pilit nilang inaayos ang mga iyon sa abot ng kanilang makakaya. Pero nang malaman niya ang katotohanan tungkol sa mga itinuring niyang kaibigan at pamilya, tila gumuho ang mundo ni Jay-jay. Hindi na niya malaman kung ano nga ba ang totoo sa hindi. Ngayong puno na ng sakit at hinagpis ang puso niya, magagawa pa rin ba niyang pakinggan at patawarin ang mga taong nanakit sa kaniya? O pipiliin niyang lumayo na lamang sa mga ito kahit na napamahal na siya rito?

(Delilah Series # 1) "Sigurado ka ba na ipapalaglag mo, Winona?" Boses na naman ng walang pusong ama niya na pumukaw sa akin. Mas hinigpitan ko ang mistulang pagyapos sa bagong buhay na dinadala. Napangiti ako sa sarili. "Oo, Senator Caleb Del Fuego. Sigurado na ako," sambit ko at ibinaba na ang telepono. Dahan-dahan akong lumayo na mula sa bintana at tinungo ang salamin sa sulok. Pinagmasdan ko ang sarili ko sa harapan ng salamin. Nakita ko ang isang babaeng mistulang isang multo dahil sa suot na puting bestida. Nakalugay ang mahabang napakaitim na buhok na kulot sa dulo. Wala na ang kolorete sa mukha na nakapang-akit sa isa sa mga pinakamakapangyarihang tao sa bansa. Hubad. Makasalanan. Isang apid sa lipunan. Anay ng pamilya. Ako si Winona Arabella Santibañez. Ako ay isang kabit. I am The Senator's Woman.

PUBLISHED UNDER LIB Note: If you're not into flawed characters who make wrong decisions, don't read this. Save yourself from stress. Started: 11/20/2020 Ended: 01/29/2021 How far would you go for someone? How many hailstorms and dark clouds would you endure? How many falling stars would you wait for to make a single wish come true? For Reese Deborah Madrid, the sky was the limit. She was used to having whatever she wanted. Clothes? Shoes? Jewelry? Name it. She could get it without putting in so much effort. So, when she hoped for another shot of love with her ex-boyfriend, she was ready to sacrifice everything to win him back. Even if that meant she had to look stupid and desperate. Even that meant she had to suffer through the pain of watching him be disgusted by her. Even if that meant she had to deal with his harsh words and apathy. She did everything in her power to go back into his arms. She stood up to the rain that soaked her and the sun that burned her skin. She waited from daybreak to nightfall, hoping that he would eventually fall back in love with her. She thought she was getting there. She felt like she'd made it. But then, in the world where she could be anything, she lost everything in the name of her love for him. Because much like the sky, Harvin Rouge Foster was only meant to be loved from afar.

A governors daughter, Samantha Santillian is a single mom, whom got pregnant in a wrong time, without a man to stand. Her family nearly disowned her, her life ruined because of a one biggest mistake. The mistake whom lead her to be an independent woman, feisty and tough. After giving birth to her son, Peyton Skyler Santillian. She knew that he is a billionaires son. Afraid that Peyton's father might took her son, she decided to hide her son. How long will she hide the billionaires son? The Author is still young and learning kaya don't espect too much with this story. Ranking: #1 in WATTPADPH #1 in WATTPAD21 #1 in TREND #29 in TEEN ROMANCE #5 in SON # 727 in LOVE #257 in HIDING #1 in CONTEST Date of publish: [02/17/21] Date of finish writing: [12/16/21] Until the next fall autumns