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CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

Penulis: Swiwi
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-02-03 17:19:38

Finishing on set for the last day of filming, everyone was celebrating, oblivious to the vibe in the room.

Since Amanda and I locked lips by my trailer, she's not spoken to me or looked at me, she did only when we have a scene together, other than that, she was ignoring me.

I fucked up, and now people have noticed a rift between her and me, because I fucking kissed her, like an idiot.

It's even reached gossip websites online that she and I are having a 'lovers quarrel' after someone on set leak
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That’s so sad poor Leo he really misses his dad
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