Chapter 1: Prologue
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Felicity looked down at her seventeen taon old daughter’s tear stained face, her own puso breaking. She knew first hand the agonies of love, but how was she to explain that to a teenager? How do you tell someone, there is no such thing as a fairytale pag-ibig story, with out completely destroying any hope that they may have left? You see, Felicity thought…
When you are young, it was okay to believe in fairy tales…that pantasiya of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming, kastilyo on...
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