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Passover love

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Reads 1,141
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Parts 43

elysian_Ellereve

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She thought, would her surname damage her reputation and entity? 

Every time I woke up, I always doubt If It was a dream or not. I'm scared that someday, maybe I'll woke up and everything's a dream. The more I think about it, the more it became real.  There's two morning, two evening, and two everything. But not me.



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FOR THOSE WHO CAN'T UNDERSTAND TAGALOG, YOU CAN START AT CHAPTER 22. FRANKLY, YOU CAN'T BE CONFUSED IF YOU'LL START AT CHAPTER 22. BECAUSE THERE'S A NOTE I'M LEAVING BEFORE THE STORY PROCEEDS TO CHAPTER 24. AGAIN, THIS IS FOR THOSE WHO CANNOT UNDERSTAND TAGALOG.



Date written: November 18, 2017
Story finished: August 4, 2018All Rights Reserved

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