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Torn
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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing19m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, May 7, 2016
Luna is with the guy of her dreams: a tender, passionate musician. Everything is great, but after developing feelings for her high school best friend, she comes to the realization that she likes her back. This rocks her world. Sparks are really flying, but her rockstar boyfriend is less than enthusiastic after finding out. What will she do?
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