My Only Love
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Every woman wants to fall in love, dream to have their own love story. But? What will you do if love really hasn't coming your way? And you happened to be a certified NBSB or No Boyfriend Since Birth. What now? And what if the man you secretly love for 11 years...suddenly, disturbs your quiet life. And he don't remember you? Will you make a move to make him remember you?
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