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Like a Princess
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Ongoing, First published Feb 19, 2016
I was born in a world na mga lalake ang kasama. My mom (Amelia Sy Hernandez) died when she gave birth to me. I have two elder brothers-- Timothy Allen (eldest) and Theodore Alex who helped my dad (Thomas Hernandez) in raising me.

They treated me to become their princess but as I grow older mas nakahiligan ko na ang mga ginagawa nila kuya. Everything seems perfect to me.


Until one day, bigla nalang nagbago ang ihip ng hangin...

...


I am Princess Althea Therese Sy Hernandez and this is my story.
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