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Adalie moves from France to England to pursue her dream of opening a café and selling her art, but her new life quickly becomes monotonous and boring. Until Atticus, a mysterious French boy with a past, suddenly becomes a part of her life and turns her quiet, peaceful life upside down. Will she allow him to completely change her life forever- the life she's worked so hard to have? Will he learn to open up to her and let her break down the walls he's built up, or will he remain closed off and end up losing Adalie forever? © Copyright 2019
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