Her Therapist
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Dernière publication mer., août 25, 2021
Gracey thinks that she's a poor little negligence and living dissapointment. She's a crybaby and weak, literally weak because of her paralyzed legs, and obviously because of that, she can no longer walk. Destiny became cruel to her.
She's living on a filfthy rich family and also carrying the Valcejas great surname.
"The Valcejas" the most illustrious family in her province. Even though her life was luxurious, she couldn't be genuienly happy because of her disability.
Her life was inconsolable, until she met Alonso Alejandro.
Gracey sees light on Alonso's presence, and she knows what is it, Hope.
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