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  • Reads 8,840
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  • Parts 19
  • Time 2h 39m
Ongoing, First published May 24
Mature
Madelyn Rose, a singer who heals her trauma by writing music, has made it into eurovision. Something she had only dreamed of, has come true. Everything is going smoothly until she meets the Dutch eurovision representative, Joost Klein. He steals her heart, but can she accept this love after all whats happened to her? Her vision on the world starts to change, but then something happens which throws her right back into the dark pit she thought she had finally escaped. 
Love, cutting ties, anxiety attacks and the Eurovision final all come together. How will this end? 
Will she find her forever love, or will her career fall apart?
( this is going to be the slowest slowburn ever, as of a request of a dear friend of mine. Thanks for giving feedback and ideas for my story Juul :3 )

!! TRIGGER WARNINGS !! IF YOU DONT FEEL COMFORTABLE  WITH ONE OF THESE, CLICK OUT OF THIS FIC.
This story will mention: sexual stuff, child abuse, violence, suicide, self harm, smoking, alcohol, drugs, substance abuse, verbal abuse, parent loss, starvation, death, anxiety/panick attacks, 
if anything needs to be added or if i forgot something, please tell me!

PS : English isn't my first language, be kind when it comes to spelling and grammar <3
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