Doble Vida
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Last published Thu, Aug 10, 2017
Que pasa cuando sentís que todo es perfecto en tu vida? No todo siempre puede ir tan bien no?es lo que yo pensaba pero nunca me imagine que esto pasaría.
Mi única y mejor amiga desaparece, se escapo dicen sus papas pero en el fondo saben que no es así, quien se escapa sin decir nada y teniendo muchas que perder como obtener el titulo que siempre quiso,su tan ansiado casamiento con la persona que tanto quería..... No tiene sentido no?
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