52 Weeks Of Heartbreak - On Hold

52 Weeks Of Heartbreak - On Hold

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"One year, that's all I want. One year to prove to you that this was a mistake, and that I still love you." _____________________________________________________________________________________________________ Claribel is a mess, Alex is miserable, and they both don't know what to do without each other. After Claribel catches Alex cheating on her, she isn't sure what to do. She knows that the right thing to do would be to break up with him, but she's unwilling to let him go so easily. So after Alex approaches her with an alternative to breaking up with him, Claribel can't help but agree. The alternative - Give Alex one year to prove that he still loves her before she moves on. The only problem is. Claribel isn't sure she will be able survive the next 52 weeks, bound to be full of heartbreak and loneliness.
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