30 Days to fall (ON-GOING)

30 Days to fall (ON-GOING)

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Ongoing

Last published Sat, Jun 18, 2022

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A game were you're given a chance to go to a trip to your dream country wich is Korea. But, in one condition you have to travel with your ex and were given 30 days to play the game. Rules are simple you have to get along with your ex while traveling without getting attached to each other again, if you fall in love again you'll lose. and if you win you'll be able to win the grand prize worth 2 Million Pesos. Will you take the challenge? or will you be able to survive? Find out the story here of Vanessa Vergara who's likely willing to take the challenge without hesitation only to win the grand prize and to help her family needs. And her ex Fritz Guerero who's also in the game. Let's go travel to Seoul, South Korea with these two annoying adults. Disclaimer: this story is written in taglish. Started: 060122 End:

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