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Crystal clear

Crystal clear

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jan 20, 2024
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Romance
"They like each other, it's Crystal clear "You think so?" "I know so." --------------------------- Aurora has everything she ever wanted, She's a successful figure skater, and on her way to nationals, she's beautiful, kind, caring and smart, she has everything, so why does she feel like she has nothing? Andrew is a famous hockey player, he's the complete opposite of her, he's mean, grumpy, flirty, and super hot. He's a control freak, he has 'everything under control.' Except her. And it drives him insane. They have every reason not to be together, She's the coach's daughter, And he's not 'the girlfriend Type.' But somehow, they fell in love. Somehow, they work together. Somehow, she makes him feel like he won the jackpot.
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