Fan Fiction-Ornella Tempesta
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Ornella Tempesta,21 ans, toute jeune.
Déjà une tournée en concert.
Lors de son concert, elle remarqua une fille au yeux vert.
Elle se rencontra alors au coulises.
Que va t'il se passer après cette rencontre ?
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