Dear Ex,
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  • Reads 251
  • Votes 2
  • Parts 6
  • Time 1h 31m
Ongoing, First published Apr 21, 2022
Mature
How do you deal with your EX? Are you both friends? Acquaintance? or ended up as strangers after you guys broken up?

Here's a short story for those people who haven't moved on yet, already done with their ex, and have reconcile with their ex.

The story will be written in Tagalog, Taglish, and English.

Everyone is welcome to read and add this to their libraries! Now, I have this question for you.

"How's your relationship with your ex now?"

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