Klutzy Amber
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She already had her share of heartbreaks and pains. A repeat performance isn't welcomed at all. Pero bakit ganito ang nararamdaman niya sa ex-crush niyang kababata? Isali pa ang kakaibang feeling 'pag nandyan ang tutor niya at ang contract na pinirmahan niya para sa kawang - gawa. WHY ME!!! ?.?
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