Storybrooke
Regina had been raised in the big city. Reputable lawyer in the city of Boston. She didn't like to keep showing that her life was good, but she liked some of the comforts that this life provided her. She led her life normally until she received news that could completely change her life. Emma grew up in the small town, more specifically in the countryside. Girl with simple tastes and no big goals in life, just live it fully. The arrival of a new person who could completely change her life. A date! One last wish! An initial dislike! A friendship! A rapidly growing feeling that could change the lives of these two women whose lives are so different, but sometimes so similar! Come follow this story!
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