Gangster Leader

Gangster Leader

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Romance
A strong and independent young lady who she never imagine she will be, found her self funding a group. Lost, curiosity, and justice are what made them as one. Different stories, different reasons---are things they couldn't share. Will this journey lead them to justice and satisfaction? Or miserable life and death? Nagsimula sa madilim na nakaraan, at magtatapos sa... hindi nila alam. Fighting for something, risking to seek, while knowing she's not rich. Alam niyang hindi siya mayaman at walang koneksyon para banggain ang maaring mangyari, but as long as she has her name, Sharlett Zheni Pressman will never fall to fail. But not until there comes the soft young man, Haerone Ezriell Park. Author: AhnLynne8 Year Started: 2017 Year Ended: --- Disclaimer: This story is not for light plot. You have to be open minded through this will be done. IT WAS MADE TO BE DARK THEMED.
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Akala ko forever na. Akala ko sapat na 'yung pagmamahal ko para manatili siya. Pero hindi pa pala sapat. Iniwan niya ako nang walang dahilan, walang paliwanag. Iniwan niya akong bitbit lahat ng alaala, habang siya... parang ang dali niyang lumimot. Sakit na hindi mo maipaliwanag. Parang may malaking butas sa puso ko na kahit anong pilit, hindi agad gumagaling. Pinipilit kong kalimutan, araw-araw. Pero minsan, ang alaala niya ang huling pumapatak sa gabi ko - yung mga tanong na paulit-ulit na bumabalik: "Bakit ako hindi sapat?" "Anong kulang sa akin?" "Bakit ako lang ang naiwan?" Minsan, natatakot akong makita siya ulit. 'Yung tipong bigla na lang, sa lugar na hindi ko inaasahan - magkaharap kami. Ano kaya ang gagawin ko? Tatahimik na lang ba ako? O lalaban? Pipiliin ko pa ba siyang mahalin, kahit sinabi niyang tapos na? O kaya ngayon, pipiliin ko na ang sarili ko? Hindi madali 'to. Pero natutunan kong hindi lahat ng "goodbye" ay katapusan. Minsan, simula siya ng paghilom. Sa katahimikan at sakit, unti-unti kong natutunan na mahalin ang sarili ko ulit. Na hindi ako kulang, hindi ako hindi sapat - Ako ay buo, kahit na wala siya. Ito ang kwento ko: Kwento ng pag-ibig na naglaho, At kwento ng pag-ibig

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