Sol: O último ano

Sol: O último ano

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Solange Stenford é uma jovem de 18 anos, moradora da pequena cidade de Fortland, no sul do Canadá. Como toda jovem da sua cidade, Solange sonha com um futuro brilhante, longe da sua pacata cidade. Solange sonha em ser dançarina, mas para isso ela terá que enfrentar os desafios que surgirão no caminho e tomar decisões importantes com relação aos seus sentimentos por Kevin Blossom, sua paixão desde o jardim de infância, que começa a namorar sua ex melhor amiga.
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"Look, there's been some kind of misunderstanding, all right?" The woman before her pleaded, her voice cracking as the machines beside her beeped, seemingly louder with each passing minute. JJ knew she was okay. The team had been told as much by the doctors, but still. She looked helpless in that hospital bed. Small. Scared. JJ hated it. "I- I don't know what happened." "I know." JJ sighed. The woman before her scoffed. "And yet, I'm still here. You're still here. Interrogating me like I'm some... Like I'm some... I'm innocent! I didn't- I- I didn't do anything." "I'm not here to interrogate you." JJ said, her tone soft but firm as it usually was with... With the victims of other cases. She sighed again as she stepped further into the room and closer to the hospital bed. "I'm here to interview you. To understand." "There's nothing to understand." She cried, her distress evident in her tone and the way she brought an arm closer to her chest while her nails scratched at her skin. JJ took notice of it. JJ knew it wasn't like her to keep her nails undone for too long. She wasn't vain - not anymore than JJ herself was - but if there was one thing she always made a point of having done, it was her nails. "I don't even know what happened."

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