The Only Exception
The Only Exception

The Only Exception

Synopsis

It was like that every year, every June: it was all about love, boyfriend, heart and other frills that are nothing less than ways to make a profit. This is what Valentine's Day was all about: Just a marketing ploy. "Love doesn't exist, Felipe. It's just another myth created by human beings, just like Santa Claus or the Easter Bunny."
14+Completed Story~26min

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“I never read a romantic fanfic with which I was identified. I can't believe in love, my mother says I'm too young to think about it, but it's the truth. What can I do? People call me a pessimist, I prefer to define myself as realistic. You can't dream too much, or you end up breaking your face. Elisa (who, by a great coincidence, is the name of a friend) goes through the same situation as me, does not believe in love and has great hatred for Valentine's Day. The difference is that she had a happy ending, while I ... well, I will wait to see what happens.”

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