You are new to London to start your singing career and to try get bigger. One night you finally get a gig and find yourself singing in a small bar with a small croud, but someone stood out. Him. His brown hair that dropped to the sides of his head, his brown eyes that you would drown in every glace you got. And that smug smirk that was plastered onto his face while he looked you up and down to see you in a tight black strapless dress. You warn yourself not to get attached, but you did just that.
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