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“Eu nunca li uma fanfic romântica com que me sentisse identificada. Eu não consigo acreditar no amor, minha mãe diz que eu sou muito nova para pensar sobre isso, mas é a verdade. O que posso fazer? As pessoas me chamam de pessimista, prefiro me definir como realista. Não dá para sonhar demais, ou você acaba quebrando a cara. Elisa (que, por uma grande coincidência, é o nome de uma amiga) passa pela mesma situação que eu, não acredita no amor e tem grande ódio pelo dia dos namorados. A diferença é que ela teve um final feliz, enquanto que eu... Bem, vou esperar para ver o que acontece.”
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