troubled times
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  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 11m
Ongoing, First published Mar 05, 2018
Mature
[on hold]

A new chapter in her life begins as soon as she steps out of the door.
The screaming fans and the blinding flashes are waiting for her.
After 3 months in rehab, she's finally recovered.
How long will it last?

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I've had this story in my head for a while now, it mixes all sort of celebrities and music types. 
It's my first fan fiction and I really hope you guys like it.
I plan to update every two or three days.
Started in 05.03.18
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