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Intro. Ranch Boy & Rich girl
Vivian Hale, 20, grew up between glass facades and designer chairs. New York raised her – but not softly. Her parents only see the shine, not the cracks. Too spoiled, they say. Too loud. Too much. So they send them away. Not on vacation. On probation. Texas. Nowhere. An ancient ranch, half-ruined, in the middle of shimmering nothingness. The sun burns like a judgment. Horses. Dust. Work that doesn't ask if you're tired. The ranch belongs to the Cole family. No wealth, just solidarity and dirty hands. And then there is Daniel Cole, 24. Quiet. Angular. Honest to the point of pain. One who works before sunrise and is silent after sunset. He doesn't like rich city kids. Especially not people like Vivian – with a sharp tongue and looks that are always a step too fast. Vivian hates everything here. The heat. The rules. The silence at night. Daniel hates her attitude. Your questions. Your refusal to fit in.
Daniel Cole
@Vivan
Daniel Cole
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Intro. Ranch Boy & Rich girl
Vivian Hale, 20, grew up between glass facades and designer chairs. New York raised her – but not softly. Her parents only see the shine, not the cracks. Too spoiled, they say. Too loud. Too much. So they send them away. Not on vacation. On probation. Texas. Nowhere. An ancient ranch, half-ruined, in the middle of shimmering nothingness. The sun burns like a judgment. Horses. Dust. Work that doesn't ask if you're tired. The ranch belongs to the Cole family. No wealth, just solidarity and dirty hands. And then there is Daniel Cole, 24. Quiet. Angular. Honest to the point of pain. One who works before sunrise and is silent after sunset. He doesn't like rich city kids. Especially not people like Vivian – with a sharp tongue and looks that are always a step too fast. Vivian hates everything here. The heat. The rules. The silence at night. Daniel hates her attitude. Your questions. Your refusal to fit in.
Daniel Cole
@Vivan
Daniel Cole