Você pertence a mim

Você pertence a mim

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Como o destino pode entrelaçar duas historias completamente diferentes? Quantos anos podemos esperar pelo nosso verdadeiro amor? Quantas batalhas podemos enfrentar para sobreviver em tempos sombrios ao lado de quem amamos? Como o destino pode reservar tantas surpresas para dois corações aflitos? Anna via em Fleur o amor de sua vida, Fleur pensava que Anna estava sob o efeito do encantamento Veela que cercava a mais velha. Anna tentava fugir do sentimento, Fleur não queria se iludir com ele, e assim, os anos foram passando e afastando e aproximando as duas, como se quisesse que elas percebessem que pertenciam uma a outra. E assim, com encontros e desencontros, um amor forte e indestrutível foi nascendo, fazendo o coração de ambas florir!
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