That One Week Relationship (One Shot Story)

That One Week Relationship (One Shot Story)

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Klainie Alvarez is a simple girl. A dancer. A member of a dance troupe. She is one of the top in their class. A girl who's focused on her future. but there's a side of her who's fond of social media's and that's where she met Kyle Lazaro. Kyle Lazaro A typical chickboy. a boy who doesn't want to be committed. Yet, can Klainie change him? We'll see. "I want to be free. Gusto ko sanang makalaya sa babaeng karelasyon ko."-Kyle
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