Merry Christmas, Please Don't Call.
- LECTURES 12
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- Chapitres 1
On a snowy Christmas night, Minho finds himself caught between the warmth of the present and the haunting echoes of his past. Memories he thought he buried resurface with every step, every face in the crowd, every headline glowing under the winter lights. And when the past collides with the present in the most unexpected way, Minho is forced to confront the one thing he's been running from: the love he never stopped carrying.
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