Uzupełniasz mnie [WYDANE]
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  • Parts 3
Complete, First published Nov 08, 2023
Mature
Millicent Marshall rozpoczyna drugi rok studiów. Dziewczyna pasjonuje się fotografią i właśnie jej planuje się w pełni poświęcić, zwłaszcza że na uczelnię przyjeżdża jeden z najbardziej znanych artystów z tej dziedziny, który ma prowadzić między innymi zajęcia w jej grupie. Millie zamierza spokojnie kontynuować naukę i nie przewiduje żadnych komplikacji. 
Te po prostu odnajdują ją same.
Już pierwszego dnia po powrocie na Sanlar napotyka na przeszkody, w dodatku ktoś, kogo starała się od dawna wyrzucić z głowy, niespodziewanie rozpoczyna studia w tym samym miejscu. Ponowne pojawienie się w jej życiu Blake'a Nicholsona, przyjaciela starszego brata, może zwiastować jedynie kłopoty. W końcu chłopak kiedyś znaczył dla Millie bardzo wiele, a potem ją zranił, gdy z dnia na dzień urwał kontakt.
Zamieszkanie z nim w jednym domu wydaje się ogromnym błędem i pożegnaniem się z upragnionym spokojem. Zwłaszcza że Blake to niejedyny problem dziewczyny...

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