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Last published Sun, Jun 30, 2019
Xyanie Mendoza, 16 years of existence at ang pinaka choosy sa lahat. Namimili ng lalaki pero bitter sa pag-ibig, mahilig mantrip ng mga iba't-ibang couples at masayang-masaya niyang tignan na magaaway ito
Ngunit biglang dumating ang karma sa lahat ng kanyang ginagawang masamang bagay sa mga taong nagmamahalan, Dumating ang pinakauna-unahang lalaki na kanyang iminahal at ipinaglaro siya ng tadhana dahil siya naman ang tinitrip ng pag-ibig
Kaya niya bang magpakatanga nito at hahayaan ang kanyang nararamdaman kahit na nasasaktan? O mag move-on nalang kahit na din masakit?
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