Shall We Take A Leap? [GXG]

Shall We Take A Leap? [GXG]

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Sapphire Castro never really liked to dwell on her feelings, especially when it was for Rux Nyeve Ashworth, whom she always took care of since she was just a spoiled rotten kid. Despite their four year age gap, they always met halfway and remained close. But things slowly went out of hand when romantic feelings started to uncontrollably grow as well, especially when Nyeve started to boldly show that she loved Sapphire in a way that the latter never wanted for her to feel. Or wherein, Sapphire just didn't want to melt Nyeve's snow with her fire. However, the snowflakes stubbornly poured from the skies, reaching for her flames. [ A GXG STORY WRITTEN IN TAGALOG-ENGLISH ]
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