The Final Act of Rose
The lights of 1947 Los Angeles were a lie, a glittery veil thrown over a city of predators. Rose had arrived in the city with a suitcase full of dreams and a face that could launch a thousand ships. She was the perfect ingenue, a golden girl from Ohio who believed that talent and kindness were the currency of Hollywood. Then she met Julian Vane. He was a producer with a smile like a razor and a...
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