Another Side Of Me

Another Side Of Me

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[Michaeng] Quando foi que viver começou a doer tanto? Essa era a pergunta que Myoui Mina vivia se fazendo, após perder o marido para um acidente de carro e teve que seguir em frente mesmo com um coração ferido e um transtorno de personalidade no bolso, Mina passa por vários dilemas e lutas internas Achava que a vida não podia mais ter sentido. Até que em uma tarde qualquer acaba sendo chamada para ajudar socorrer uma mulher vítima de uma tentativa de assassinato, essa mulher era Son Chaeyoung, fria, agressiva e impiedosa, achava que a vida era dinheiro, trabalho e raiva, até o momento em que uma ferida profunda havia abalado todos os seus planos e percebe que o dinheiro não pode comprar tudo. Nem mesmo uma vida. Duas mulheres completamente opostas, mas com algo em comum. Tentavam a todo custo lutar pela vida, mesmo que ela as machucasse. [TW: Temas sensíveis]
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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