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"8 million people in New York. And only one reason to stop."
November in New York is a piercing wind from the Hudson, the glow of city lights, and a lingering sense of change. Louisa is used to fading into the rhythm of the metropolis, wearing her loneliness like armor. Until a chance encounter near the Brooklyn Bridge shatters her world. Dario is everything she didn't plan for, but his gaze makes her forget the cold of the autumn twilight.
In a city that never sleeps, they found a moment of stillness. Will Louisa and Dario hold onto this fragile warmth before the first snow falls?