HERS TO CLAIM (On Hold)
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Last published Fri, Sep 12, 2025
Rebecca Patricia Armstrong was in love with Freen Sarocha Chankimha from her middle school, just to be hated back by the girl of her dreams.
Faye Peraya Malisorn, the rival who is ready to go to any extent to see Becky in tears locks her eyes on the same girl finally.
Will Becky be able to win the heart of the only one she wants and needs?
Does Freen have anyone in her heart?
This is an original story by me and I sincerely request to not copy or plagiarize it.
Thank you.
English is not my first language. Please forgive me for the mistakes.
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