The Invisible You...

The Invisible You...

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How will it be when one night changes your life? Have you ever dreamt how will it be if a devil enters your life?? Sanaa... A normal girl, who lives on her dreams. She has a childhood crush which grew up along with her into love.. Does he love her back? What if someone else enters her life. Who is he? Her life changes when something unexpected happen in her life.. Her focus changes.. she steps into a dangerous world where she know her chances of living are unsecure.. one wrong step can cost her life.. but still she chooses it.. who are with her in this journey? Who ll support her in her fight??
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