Always my home

Always my home

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Fiction
Romance
Ivy is hiding from her agitating stepmom and sisters. After her fathers death Ivy inherited everything. The houses, company, cars and all of the shares. This made her step-relatives extremely jealous. While hiding out at a farm in the middle of nowhere, one thing Ivy didn't expect was to fall in love. Santiago has just moved to the US from Spain after his grandmother's passing. He came with the plan to sell the old farmhouse he inherited even though he had no need for more money. One thing Santiago didn't expect was to find a strange girl living in the old farmhouse, but more importantly he didn't quite expect to fall in love with her.
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