Secretly Talented

Secretly Talented

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Emma's dad died when she was 12 years old. 4 years later and tragedy strikes again. Having no other living relatives she has to move to London. To live with an uncle she's never met before. She quickly finds out he's a busy music producer and has to get by without him. When one of the celebrities who is in and out of the studio constantly hears her playing one day her life is turned upside down. New life, new friends, and a secret buried so deep that no one should find it. What will happen when Emma does?
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