@frooncker: segundou sem três graças. Três graças chegou ao fim, e olha a diferença deles do primeiro para último capítulo. Já me encontro com saudade, foi uma novela incrível de início ao fim que valorizou os atores e personagens. Parabéns a todos os envolvidos, melhor novela do ano. #tresgraças #tresgraças #grazimassafera #Arminda #fyp

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thkillerdoll
Italo :
Quem Ama Cuida tá muito promissor primeiro capítulo bem interessante, mas sentirei falta de Três Graças 💔
2026-05-19 01:40:56
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thaillinybarros
Tay :
para vou chorar🥺
2026-05-21 10:40:04
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regnatasousa
Karliane.sousaa :
alguém faz alguma coisa? 😭 QUERO MINHA NOVELA DNV 😭
2026-05-20 11:46:09
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duduswiftt
doardo :
primeira segunda feira sem três graças 🥺
2026-05-19 03:39:19
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bela_nl15
isaa :
vou sentir saudades da novela
2026-05-20 13:06:04
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darlei_guedes
DARLEI 18 :
vai fazer falta
2026-05-19 01:09:31
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cahjkbngt
` 𝒄𝒂𝒉⁷ 𝜗ৎ :
primeira novela q eu senti uma dor no peito ao ver que não ia passar mais na globo
2026-05-19 14:00:51
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victoriasofia627
Vitória Sofia :
essa novela fez história!
2026-05-19 15:09:28
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euteless_
Rodolfo :
Senti falta 🥹😭
2026-05-19 02:33:35
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chopitoguh
gustavoquichopito :
um aperto no coração
2026-05-19 01:50:09
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yx.barbosaxz_
𝑴. :
Eu estava me recuperando aos poucos amg
2026-05-20 12:23:00
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