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You Again [FreenBecky]
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I never forgot my first love. I just learnt to pretend everything was okay while I was breaking on the inside. I lost myself because the only person who was keeping me sane was gone.
But when I finally moved on in my life, she came back. And I realized that she owned me all along. I was in love with her again but this time with millions of other consequences and struggles.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN this story. I just converted it into FreenBecky.
All credits go to the original author.
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