The Porcelain Void
(Style B1: New York Realism) Tessa lived in a world of cashmere and curated silence. Her father's penthouse was a fortress of wealth, a place where the air was filtered to remove the smell of the city. She had everything a girl could want, except for a single thing that was real. Then came Julian. Julian was a private tutor with a tongue like a razor and a heart like a piece of flint. He didn't...
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