Falling Like Rain

Falling Like Rain

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Juliets mother had been in a coma for a month and had been transferred to a new hospital forcing Juliet to move and find new work. She ends up becoming Alex's assistant. A overworking gorgeous musician with a naturally cold and distant persona. She helps with his papers fixes his coffee and just about everything he doesnt do for himself like looking out for his health. Will she be able to warm his cold heart?
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