SHE STORM
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MatureOngoing2h 33m
Last published Sat, Jan 9, 2021
My life, after a long time, turned into a real fairytale. I was happy, in love, and comfortable with myself. My boyfriend and I loved each other, but there was a problem - our families. They didn't know what real love was and that cost us our lives. With that, the storm was released and everything we know got destroyed. Even him.
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