Faith Over Fate
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In the midst of their Senior High School journey, through every Bible verse dedicated and every café library moment shared, Cyreen Ann Pacifico unpreparedly confronts her silent internal battles she didn't even know she carried. Beside her is Elliot Clyde Ferrer, her patient and faithful suitor, unwavering in his devotion.
As Cyreen grapples with invisible weight, Clyde walks beside her, guided by a faith she's still learning to understand.
But when the true antagonist lives in the mind, can faith rewrite the ending fate has already drafted in this story, where love speaks gently and healing isn't linear?
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