Da Londra con amore.
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Last published Thu, Mar 24, 2016
Alec e Ann sono stati adottati da Arabella e Brett Patel già grandi, così si sono tenuti i loro vecchi cognomi, Jones.
Alec, ha 23 anni lavora in bar vicino King's Road. Ann invece ha 18 anni, frequenta l'ultimo anno di liceo scientifico.
Ann dopo aver finito la scuola ha molti obiettivi da voler raggiungere, vuole frequentare il college, viaggiare, trovare un bel lavoro che le procuri soddisfazioni e, costruirsi una famiglia con un uomo che la ami.
Poi c'è Beverly, migliore amica di Ann oramai da ben 5 anni, innamorata segretamente di Alec.
E infine c'è Derek Wood, fratello di Beverly, non che' migliore amico di Alec.
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