Collide into you | Lingorm
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It all began on a serene evening when Orm Kornnaphat , a renowned and highly esteemed lawyer, accidentally struck Lingling Sirilak-a stunning and affluent general surgeon doctor-while she was out for a jog.
After a few days of undeniable connection, Orm abruptly walked away, leaving Lingling without so much as a goodbye and harsh encounter.
a few months later.
They met again.
and now both of them can't run away anymore especially Orm.
Will they finally mend whatever relationship they once had, or will pride, ego, and everything in between matter more?
Will time teach them to understand each other-or only push them further apart?
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