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My Tangerine | GweLoi
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Ongoing, First published Mar 30
A story of two people who made an agreement of being in a fake relationship in order to stop the arranged marriage, no strings attached. But as Liam gets tangled in Mira's world of late night talks, stolen glances, and a past she refuses to share, the line between them pretense and reality begins to blur-

-Now, was the deal just an act, or Liam has fallen for the girl who was never meant to stay? 


"To be your tangerine is to be the fleeting warmth in your winter, the bittersweet taste that lingers on your lips-never meanth to stay, yet impossible to forget."
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