Reigning of Ice Queen ( Completed)
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A woman who only wants good for her scope suddenly encounters strange events on her life and turns out to be a way to remember.
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Maria Elisha Marforia was born in a wealthy family. When a disaster happens into her life, she lost everything and shoo people away. Although she thought it's already in the past, mysterious events kept happening and familiar people will start minding her business too. Will she let it slide? Or will she dig more about her past?
Strange people with strange memories.
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