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Mystery
What if dahil sa pagka etchosera mo ay malalagay sa panganib ang iyong buhay? Meet Cristy dela Crub 'Chris' babaeng may pagka-engot or should i say May problema sa pag-iisip, As in nagmula talaga sa Mental. And suddenly a big event came, and there she is nakikipagpatayan para lamang makakalap ng chismis tungkol sa sabi-sabing virus kuno. She made such a huge mistake at sya rin dapat ang susulosyon. Could she handle this problem all by herself or may mahahanap syang taong handang tumulong sa kanya? Ang pagtatagpo ba nilang dalawa ay Normal lang? o kaya ito na ang tinatawag nilang destiny? pang forever nya na ba kaya ito? ^•^ hekhekhek
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