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MUSE [h.s]
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Última publicación lun, nov 8, 2021
What do Italian summers have that they make people fall in love? What pollen do flowers exude on summer that people find themselves believing love will endure through the heat of it?
Adriana, an old money daughter and oblivious heir of a prominent family, couldn't care less about the life displayed in front of her when she plans to leave her little haut monde and go in search of that thing she has found herself lacking her whole life. But what can be missing from someone who has had it all in life?
She never doubted success was that one thing that was going to make her feel complete, until she came face to face with a glint, a flicker, a beam of the purest light, with the shiniest hazel locks, viridescent eyes in a bronze velvet skin blended in all the finest silk she had laid eyes on.
Will summer win again and change Adriana's future forever? Most importantly, will it be able to leave a mark on Harry Styles' big life?
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