A Year Abroad
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  • Time 3h 48m
  • Reads 2,188
  • Votes 43
  • Parts 20
  • Time 3h 48m
Complete, First published Jul 21, 2014
Mature
Rosalind Owens never was one for being outgoing or pushing the boundries of life. She always stayed in her own little bubble and never let anyone into her heart except for her friend Annette. Now in her third year of college, Rosalind travels to London for her year abroad where she meets the handsome Adrien in a bar on her second night and the two share a rommantic evening together in the big city. A week later the two meet again only this time Adrien is not Adrien. He is Mr. Davenport. Her Victorian Literature teacher. This story illustrates everything that happens in the life of this meant to be couple and describes every bit of laughter, sadness, and heartbreak that they experience that will leave you breathless at the very end.
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