PROLOGUE

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"Do you love him?" Mel asked, tilting her head. I lifted my shoulders up and down carelessly, picking at my plate of food. "Robyn, do you love him?"

I let my fork slip through my fingers. The sterling silver clashed loudly with the ceramic. "I'm starting to. Why does it matter? I finally feel something again. Why is that so bad?"

"He's not real! How can you love someone who isn't real? How could you love someone who isn't really Aubrey?"

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