Nothing is ever original in this world. No one is truly unique. We all share traits, ideas, values, and even preferences with other people. In a sense, we are a combination of everyone we've interacted with. However, Sadelle Mariano begs to differ. She is not some sort of combination. Better yet, she fills herself just right. She's all that she needs. That's a fact, and people are just an unnecessary annoyance in her life.
Yet, when things go awry, and Sadelle ends up in a never-ending loop of changes dooming to disrupt her routinary life, does she bask in the shared celebration of her existence with other people? Or does she isolate herself in glorified individuality?
We are fragments of everything we've experienced, people we've interacted with, along with our own values in life. Will Sadelle realize, then, that things and people, to a certain extent, mirror one another? That in a manner, we're like secondhand stories as our pages are read but felt differently by each reader?
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Still aching from her internet ex-boyfriend's scam, Tamitha finds herself in deep trouble when she meets Roosevelt Sanvictores, the man in the photos her ex pretended to be. She knows that he's off-limits, but when circumstances keep bringing them together, maybe fate's got other plans.
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After getting drunk from a stupid mistake, Swan Tamitha Dominica wakes up in a room that's not hers, stark naked. As she tries to move forward from the humiliating one-night stand, she comes face-to-face with the man whose photo her internet boyfriend used to scam her. The man is Roosevelt Sanvictores, a handsome billionaire and it's not difficult to like him--only if he's not off limits. Determined not to fall for him, Tamitha puts up her walls. But when her heart screams to tear her walls down and she discovers the past she shared with Roosevelt, will she finally listen to her heart?
Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish.