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Hellooo readers!!! This is my 2nd attempt to restart this story entirely. Well 3rd if I'm being honest.
I decided to change the whole entire plot. Well the characters stayed the same but just some slight changes have been made. Hehehehe.
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"NYLA!!", she screamed out in despair one last time before her vision started to blur out and her body failed her. She fell to the cold tiles with a thud and drifted off to a profound sleep.
What happened that night, 1 year ago? What had possibly gone so wrong that had caused her best friend to go missing...?
Melia woke up abruptly.
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This story is more of like a detective/ romance kind of thing. Melia tries to figure out where her best friend is while slowly getting closer to our mmc.
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