Paper Heart - Bradley Will Simpson
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  • Time 2h 26m
  • Reads 754
  • Votes 23
  • Parts 10
  • Time 2h 26m
Ongoing, First published Nov 23, 2020
[...] Bradley paid no attention to it. His gaze was focused on Chloe. She was finally there. She hadn't spotted him yet, the three sisters were still having a big conversation with the poor company switchboard operator who was taking a rather violent beating from Alexandra. The singer would have liked to approach her or even call her, but his voice had got tied in his throat and his feet were desperately nailed to the ground. [...]

[...] And to think that she was there, just a few steps away from him... That moment was as if out of time, it was as if the whole arrival hall was plunged in a light fog through which Bradley could only see Chloe clearly. The rest of the world was blurred. Suspended in another world. [...] 


This story is a fiction, I'm playing with the characters and with the songs. English is not my first language, please be kind. Hope you'll like my story.
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