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Exchange of Love - BEAUANY
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  • Reads 2,755
  • Votes 171
  • Parts 9
  • Time 46m
Ongoing, First published Apr 08, 2024
Any Gabrielly sempre sonhou em conhecer o mundo além das fronteiras do Brasil. Quando surge a chance de fazer um intercâmbio no Canadá, ela não pensa duas vezes. Em busca de novas experiências e tentando se adaptar à nova cultura, ela aceita o emprego como babá de uma garotinha doce  - sem imaginar que essa criança se tornaria sua ponte para algo muito maior.

Josh Beauchamp está lidando com os escombros de um casamento fracassado. Agora, como pai solteiro, ele tenta equilibrar a rotina estressante do trabalho com os cuidados da filha pequena, contratar uma babá parecia apenas uma solução prática... até que Any Gabrielly entra em suas vidas, trazendo leveza, carinho e algo que ele acreditava ter perdido para sempre: a esperança no amor.

Dois mundos diferentes. Um lar partido. Uma conexão inesperada que promete curar corações e transformar vidas.
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