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