Midst of Sunset
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A daughter who is longing for a family appreciation that they couldn't see. A girl who's past if filled with loneliness and unappreciated efforts, who fights for her rights. She will prove her parents wrong and will satisfy herself with her achievements.
Not until unexpected things and decisions happens. She was controlled. In just a flicker, everything turned back against her. She was tested by faith.
Will she let it flow and control her life? or will she prove something new again?
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