It's A Hate-Hate Relationship
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They say fate is what brings two people together. Some call it destiny. I call it.. Misery. I hate Justin! Or do I?
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انضم إلى أكبر مجتمع لرواية القصص في العالماحصل على توصيات قصص مخصّصة، احفظ قصصك المفضلة في مكتبتك، وقم بالتعليق والتصويت لتنمية مجتمعك.
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