Accidents Happen (Darcy Styles)

Accidents Happen (Darcy Styles)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Mar 14, 2023
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Harry Styles
Harry was 18, no way was he ready for the responsibility of being a dad. He was only a kid himself, just trying to have some fun. But after a tragic accident leaves his daughter Darcy with nobody to care for her, He finds himself in difficult situation. Harry is determined to raise Darcy right and give her the best life he possibly can, but will he be able to handle the pressure that comes with being a father, a celebrity, and dealing with his own grief at the same time? Warning~ Contains death and some strong language.
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