𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝
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  • Reads 2,962
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  • Parts 28
  • Time 11h 0m
Ongoing, First published Jun 03, 2024
Mature
𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝 𝐱 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐜 & 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝 𝐱 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝.

𝐒𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐨: 𝐓𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝

"Better Left untold" explores the intricate lives of two married lesbian couples, each facing unique challenges and triumphs. 

     Ashtray and Mia, an interracial and queer couple, navigate the highs and lows of marriage. Just as they begin to find their rhythm, a shocking news  puts their love to the ultimate test, forcing them to confront the very vows they made on their wedding day: "To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part."

     Parallel to their story is the tumultuous journey of Tess and Yanelie. As old traumas resurface, they find their marriage on shaky ground. The emotional upheaval challenges them to question whether their bond can withstand the trials of the past and the uncertainties of the future.

Embark on an emotional journey with two couples whose lives are deeply intertwined, discovering whether their love can truly endure all that life throws at them.
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