12 horas.
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Carolina Sanches, uma fisioterapeuta tinha uma vida perfeita. 2 filhos e um homem maravilhoso ao seu lado. Uma família perfeita da elite de Florianópolis. Ou ao menos, era isso que parecia até pegar seu marido, Henrique com outra.
Na tentativa desesperada de salvar seu casamento, Henrique propõe uma viagem à Paris e por conta do seu trabalho e do dia, Carolina encara um voo de 12 horas sozinha.
Talvez não tão sozinha quando acaba encontrando seu amor de adolescência depois de 20 anos e com muitas perguntas que nunca tinham sido respondidas.
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Chosen Together
Clara never had an easy life starting from the day she was born. She was born the same day as her mother's lover's wife gave birth to her own heiress daughter. Clara had been told all her life that she was the daughter of a mistress to a very wealthy family. The man that was supposed to be her father never treated her kindly and with the upmost disgust. If he had his way, she and her mother would have been out on the streets to fend for themselves, but her father's wife would have none of that. It was by the wife's glorious grace that kept the both of them off the street. Now Clara was twenty-four years old and have been away from the family for years now, but still went back every so often as they were the only family she had known most of her life. She wanted to also keep them in the dark thinking she was someone who couldn't survive without them. Little do they know, she would have cut ties with them if it hadn't been for the wife and matriarch of the family. The wife had been the one that was always so kind and supportive of Clara. Clara had always seen her as a true mother willingly to love the daughter of a mistress and her husband. The wife always gave her strength when she lived with the family and Clara admired the woman. What will happen when Clara's family finds out who she has become without them knowing? All but the matriarch have always looked down on Clara, but they don't know that she built herself up to being more than she seems. She's far more than she seems. She may dress for them like someone struggling, but she stopped struggling years ago. Read on to find out more of Clara's story...
Efímero | His Legacy | Formula 1
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One Chance Charlie
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ʷʰʸ ᵈᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒ , ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ ˢᵒ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡⁱᶜᵃᵗᵉᵈ [polo benavent villada x fem!oc] [rebeka de bormujo avalos x fem!oc] {season 2} {started: april 12th, 2020} {ended: april 22nd, 2020} this story will be in english disclaimer: I only own Luna George. I don't own the plot of élite, if i did Polo would still be alive, and christian would still be on the show.
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