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Falling Notes
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    Time 26 minutes
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  • WpHistory
    Time 26 minutes
Ongoing, First published Sep 05, 2025
Mature
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In the golden glow of endless afternoons, Tezin Ashford is the boy who seems to have it all-handsome, confident, and a little reckless. A football in one hand, a guitar in the other, he's the sunshine that lights up every room, the kind of boy who makes life look easy.

Then there's Izzabelle Aubrey-soft, dreamy, and all pink and glitter, like poetry brought to life. She sees the world in verses and tulips, a quiet beauty who carries her own kind of magic.

When their worlds cross, laughter turns to friendship, and friendship turns into something neither of them can name. He's the song she never knew she needed. She's the verse he can't forget. And somewhere between football fields and starlit melodies, they learn that falling isn't always planned-it just happens, note by note.
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