When a Rose Blooms in December

When a Rose Blooms in December

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Norah Parker is a smart, sarcastic kind of girl. The type of girl so low on the social ladder, in fact, she's practically off it. All because of her attitude and the way she is. Dante Nichols is the popular good-looking kind of guy. And he knows it. He's so high on the social ladder he practically owns it with his best friend. Norah thinks Dante's immature, arrogant, spoilt and an egoistical jerk. Dante thinks Norah's naïve, annoying, a classified ice-bitch and an all-around huge pain in the ass nobody. Norah's a romantic, hopelessly in love with Dante's best mate and waiting for her own love story to start. Little does she know, it already has.
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