My secret Lover ft. (JenLisa)

My secret Lover ft. (JenLisa)

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Can one kiss change everything? Are you a person who is really worth all the risks? Were you my wrong or right decision. I may have left you, but I never stopped secretly loving you.. -J I tried my best not to fall for you, but unfortunately I didn't succeed. I got you late and lost you early. Please don't forget me, I won't remember anything else. I hope we will meet again at the right time, because our time was really wrong then. But I promise I'll make you mine again, one way or another. -L
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Love was never supposed to find them like this. For Lisa Manoban, love was always a dream stitched in quiet fragrances and fleeting moments-the kind of forever she once believed in, the kind she bottled in perfume, hoping someone would one day understand. On her wedding day, she waited to be given away, to surrender her future to a stranger chosen by family, her heart caught between obedience and silent rebellion. And then the groom ran away. For Jennie Ruby Jane, love had always been a rumor, a whisper she never trusted. She had inherited empires and obligations, but never intimacy; she knew the weight of expectation better than the warmth of devotion. Cold, untouchable, and unwilling to bend-Jennie had promised herself she would never belong to anyone. And yet, on that same day, she was asked to replace the man who fled. Two women bound not by choice but by circumstance. Two hearts pressed into vows neither wrote. In a world where silence cuts sharper than words, and longing lingers longer than perfume, they must learn whether love can grow in the spaces between heartbreak and hope. This is not a story of perfect beginnings. This is a story of vows rewritten, of glances that hurt and hands that heal, of two souls who were never meant to collide-yet did. This is the story of Her Replaced Bride.

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