DANCING BULLET
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Last published Fri, Oct 14, 2022
Love or friendship?
Handa ka bang iwanan ang mahal mo para sa mga kaibigan mo?
Mahirap man, pero kaibigan ang bumubuo sa buhay ni Heather.
TALAGA BA HEATHER??
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