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DO YOU REMEMBER ME?

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In middle school, James and Lily found a deep connection that circumstances tore apart by James's parents. When they found out about their relationship they abruptly uprooted their lives, transferring him to a different school to shield him from distractions. Years later, as fate would have it, James and Lily crossed paths after graduating college. Their reunion held a bittersweet twist: James, unaware of their past, had a new girlfriend, Emily with plans of marriage. Lily, burdened by memories, and still holding feelings for James chose to remain silent about their history and settled for being a supportive friend. Tensions rise as Emily becomes jealous of their closeness. Lily finally confesses their past to James. Caught between his past with Lily and his future with Emily, James has to decide whether to rekindle his old love or stay committed to Emily. The story explores the complexity of choices, emotions, and the enduring power of first love.
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