Somebody To Live

Somebody To Live

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"Time heals all wounds, they say. But some memories are etched in bone. Years after an explosion shattered his world, Wind clutches the ghost of Lezlie's laughter, a flickering candle against the encroaching darkness of grief. He bought her mansion, a mausoleum of memories, a testament to a love he refuses to bury. But in the hushed halls, the silence whispers her absence, a constant echo in the hollow chambers of his heart-a space he desperately tries to fill with the phantom limb of hope." -𝒥𝓊𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶ℳ𝒶𝓎ℴ
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Jin has been in love with his best friend for ten years and spent five of those years in a relationship with him. But one day, he was forced to face the painful truth-those five years were nothing but a lie. Heartbroken and lonely, he throws himself into writing his new novel, determined to move on. However, his peace is constantly shattered by his next-door neighbor-a notorious player who brings different people over every night, filling the air with moans and humping sounds. Unable to focus and deprived of sleep, Jin reaches his breaking point. Frustrated and drunk, he storms over to confront his noisy neighbor, only to wake up the next morning in the man's bed. His head is pounding, his memories are hazy, and his body feels... different. Just what the hell happened last night? *** This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are either products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish. The cover is not mine. Credits to the rightful owner.

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