Today, tomorrow, always
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O nunta. Un fotograf fascinat de propria munca. Un militar in permisie. Viata Malyei si a lui James se incruciseaza la nunta surorii lui. Atractia este pur si simplu instanta, simtind amandoi cum ar putea sa isi rupa hainele unul de pe altul. El o abordeaza. Ea il refuza. El insista. Ea accepta. Viata celor doi se schimba din secunda in care privirile li s-au intalnit.
Malya Hale este fotograf. Adora nuntile si o vezi mereu cu zambetul pe buze, chiar daca in spatele lui se ascunde suferinta copilariei.
James Gordon este comandant de pluton. Rar il vezi zambind, dar si cand o face parca ti se topeste inima. Iar hainele de militar il fac parca mai irezistibil.
Il uraste ca pleaca. Ii uraste incapatanarea, adorandu-i totodata inocenta. Sunt firi atat de diferite, dar totodata seamana. Va renunta James la viata pe care o duce pentru Malya sau ii va frange inima plecand?
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