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Complete, First published Jun 12, 2016
Mature
A/n : please support... This is my first book. Please don't copy the content or I'll have to report you


 Jane Wilson had it all planned. A raise in her salary for dealing with a stubborn patient and hello to a new apartment. A shy and chirpy girl holding back the horrors of her past which sometimes seem to get the best of her. But ,Harry Styles, her new patient, though very mysterious and rude, attracts her the way she never was attracted to someone. 


A bond of friendship. A bond of love. A bond that's shares pain and joy at the same time.... Or a bond of like


No one knows




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