LINHA TÊNUE || polly gray

LINHA TÊNUE || polly gray

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𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗛𝗔 𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗨𝗘 | +18 | polly gray Mia Lisbon é uma sobrevivente. Escrava a vida toda, a garota vê sua única chance de liberdade em uma noite de tempestade, na qual fugiu sem olhar para trás. Perdida, ela se vê sozinha nas ruas de Birmingham, 1919, até que o acaso liga seu destino ao de Arthur Shelby. Como única forma de sobreviver, ela passa a trabalhar no Garrison, sob o olhar atento de Polly Gray. Contudo, o destino prega as mais variadas peças, e daquele olhar gélido da matriarca, nasce uma cumplicidade que por muitos pode ser resumida em uma única palavra: amor. Agora, Mia fará de tudo para proteger aquela que ama, porém nem mesmo seu amor pode salvar alguém condenado ao sofrimento. Juntas, elas enfrentarão as crueldades do mundo gangster, ao mesmo tempo que lutam pelo direito de simplesmente existir. POLLY GRAY FANFIC não recomendada para menores de 18 anos plágio é crime
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