♥my heart and my love♥(a poly story)
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  • Reads 198
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  • Parts 2
  • Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Dec 11, 2020
like wise of you ask me sometime i see malphilindo as a friend sometime like siblings but recently I saw as a ship....so yes it a malphilindo story ship


this include

- a lot of I mean a lot of romance-
- I'm using Ch cause why not?
- please noted that I sometimes uncomfortable making romantic scene
- also include more country
- and sometimes third wheel in a poly relationship cause yes
- more romance

ok intro here we go!

as a trio people might thought it will either be two of you fall in love with each other or being just friend and this is not happening to our malphilindo trio 

"I like Mal but I like phil to I don't know who to choose"

- indo

"phil is like a husband and indo is like a boyfriend I do not who to choose"

- Mal

"they both were so cute and I wish I could marry them"

- Phil

a angsty yet very thick romance between this trio and will they get want their want or they just ended up heartbroken will they just being a friend?


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