MY GRANDMOTHERS WISH
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Huling na-publish Wed, Jan 28, 2015
3RD PERSON'S POV
Meet Ylia Margox Jhizzarina Vonchsweetz and Claud Bret I`nigo Aguerris, ang pinakasweet na couple sa sky high. Nagka-amnesia si Margox dahil sa disgrasya. Maibabalik pa ba ni Claud ang mga ala-ala ni margox? o tuluyan nang mawawala ang kanilang pinagsamahan?
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