Story cover for Dear Andréa by maybe_yugtha
Dear Andréa
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Ongoing, First published Jul 07, 2023
Their love once fell through the cracks of a conservative society.

Lanna and Andréa were once inseparable. No one ever really knew whether they were simply best friends or lovers; not even them. Behind closed doors, they exchanged touches and shared kisses. Yet, after graduating high school, they fell apart - not once reaching out to each other.

It has since been six years. Lanna has not been able to get Andréa out of her mind. Her big hazel eyes and the gentle smell of her vanilla and eucalyptus-scented shampoo still haunted her. 

Learning of Andréa's engagement through social media, Lanna decides to confess her love in a heartfelt letter. Will Andrea be receptive to her long-hidden emotions? 

This LGBTQIA story explores the agony of hidden love within the confines of a society bound by conservatism.
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