Give Up On Love? (English)

Give Up On Love? (English)

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A young rising indie artist renowned for captivating his fans with every love song he composed. Left everyone wondering, even himself, as to who might be the muse behind every line he wrote. And a recent college graduate focus on herself as she embarks her journey into the entertainment industry as a director despite the past that drags her away from believing on the fantasy of love. Will he ever meet his muse or will he give up on love? Will she forgive and see the light or will the darkness fill her life always? Maybe love was there all along just waiting, just growing and yearning to make itself known on the right time at the right person.
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