Until the Moon Dies

Until the Moon Dies

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*ON HOLD* Caihong has never liked the way she lived. She has to work three different jobs to provide for herself and her family. She has to provide for a family that doesn't even care about her existence and just wants drugs and alcohol. Every night she prays that her life will change for the better and she wouldn't have to live her current life. One night her wish comes true. Just not in the way that she wanted.
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