Mine , but not mine.

Mine , but not mine.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Nov 3, 2023
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Romance
*MATURE CONTENT WARNING* After losing her mother and being forced to quarantine due to the pandemic , Vanessa began building a bond with boy from her school, Joseph. With Joseph's empathy and personality, Vanessa could not help but falling for him ever though he had a girlfriend. She knew it would never work because she was never a homewrecker girl ; she decides to distance from him because she knows she can't lose feelings for him. A year and a half has passed Joseph and his girlfriend have broken up and he knows in his heart he has really loved Vanessa but fears for ruing their friendship and still is hurt from the breakup. They tried to forget about each other but can't stand to fully stay away. READ IN BOTH POVS
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