Can't See The Forest for The Trees

Can't See The Forest for The Trees

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[HIATUS] Amira Akselia. She is a doctor who has finished her college only for 6 years. She has helped many people, yet she never gets to help herself from her troubles. Until that day, which she knew she would regret it, has come. She went to the club, drowning her sorrows. She never thought she would be immediately sentenced after choosing the wrong way to wipe her tears. *** [this is a serial short story i will upload just once in a lifetime(jk). i wrote it easy to read, and also in an unique way. im still improving my grammar and vocabs, so i hope you dont mind my bad english. thank you, i hope my first story i published is interesting and entertaining for you. happy reading. have a good day.]
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