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Roommates... with my Ex Boyfriend (Roommates Series: Book #1)
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em jul 31, 2016
She hated him. 

He missed her. 

She left him. 

They convinced her to stay.

She didn't want to be roommates with her ex boyfriend. 

He isn't planning on being her ex boyfriend for much longer. 

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