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Perfectos Mentirosos (estuche con: Mentiras y secretos y Peligros y verdades) (Perfectos Mentirosos): Pack libros 1 y 2

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“There are times when I feel trapped. Nothing is wrong; nothing has happened; everything is OK; nevertheless, all of a sudden, I feel as though I cannot continue. I occasionally have excitement, but it soon fades. Sherifa finally spoke, expressing her emotions. "I know I'm not by myself, I won't hurt myself, and I know I have friends who care about me, but sometimes I just can't!" Sherifa carried on with her confession. "That's OK, we don't always understand why we experience particular feelings, but it's normal to feel that way. In response, Robbie encircled her in her arms. "To feel this way is not acceptable... I feel out of the ordinary and burdensome. Sherifa gave a reply. “You're not a burden, though. Sincerely, you are my Moonlight.” Robbie admits her emotions. "Moonlight?" Sherifa softly retaliated. "You don't have to be normal, that's for sure. I don't care if you're average; I adore how odd you are. It's acceptable to feel how you do! Your emotions are genuine!" Robbie began to shout louder. "You don't have to feel this way by yourself. Although I am aware that I can never really comprehend how you feel, I promise to be there for you in your time of need." Robbie spoke plainly and out loud. "I'm grateful," Sherifa happily accepted this and gave her a hug in return. At that moment, she was ecstatic.”

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