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𝓘 𝓰𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓘 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓰𝓸𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔀𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭.
Arthur Hill lives his life in front of thousands.
Lacy Hayes has built hers in the quiet corners of a little London café.
His world is measured in songs, stages and strangers.
Hers in coffee cups, open mic nights and familiar faces.
They were never meant to collide.
But somewhere between the noise and the silence, the spotlight and the fairy lights, they begin to find something neither of them was looking for.
A tender slow-burn romance about music, timing, and discovering that sometimes home isn't a place-it's a person.
𝓢𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓼𝓸 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓽𝓸 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓯𝓮𝓼𝓼,
𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓻𝓲𝓹 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝔂 𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓽.