Until The Rain Was Forgotten | LINGORM
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Orm Kornnaphat, once believed love could survive anything-even time. So when Lingling Sirilak Kwong returned after seven years apart, she thought maybe fate was finally giving them another chance. Lingling had always been strong, untouchable, and certain of her heart. But when life started deciding for her, no one knew how far she would go just to prove she could stand on her own path.
But love can turn cruel when it means losing someone you can't live without. Are they willing to go even further to fight for their love?
Because after that long, rainy night, nothing will ever be the same again.
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Warning: This story is a full-on emotional rollercoaster 💔. Expect heartbreak, messy feelings, and moments that might make you cry, scream, or swoon. Reader beware (and have tissues ready)!
Note: I just started writing this, so bear with me as I figure out the ride-we're all here for the feels!
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