PROLOGUE

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I always loved the feeling of being loved. Not knowing what was to come. Just being in that very moment with that one person that made you feel like you were something special. Something worth fighting for. I had that once....and then with that, it was all gone. I had got addicted to the feeling of needing someone, too...obsessed.

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