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(Dubbed) Ugh! My Clingy Psycho Needs Cuddles Again
Psychologist Julia wakes inside a ruthless heiress novel… as the girl destined to be abandoned and die. Fascinated by the dark, wounded mind she once studied, she draws close to Christ, a feared man shaped by pain and obsession. But when a man who has never been chosen finally is… what will he become?
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He Cleans Her Wound Like It’s a Love Letter
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The Bomb Was Fake, But the Trauma Is Real
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