Prologue

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I've spent the last couple of years sitting around, doing absolutely nothing. I couldn't really remember what day it was, what month. I was in shock that I actually went through with it, that I actually left. It wasn't like me to think of doing that to someone, and I packed up and left London.

When I left London, I didn't have a job. I got back to New York, not even Pennsylvania where my mother lived. She had her own shop that was doing pretty well because she has a disorder that prevents her from working a normal job. With the money she earned from that shop, she wired me cash for my vegetable state.

After a long time of me not leaving the house and eating junk food every day, Mira decided that it was time to change something. She forced me to go out, which at the time I wasn't looking too hot. I had gained weight and I looked like it.

Madison said that the way I was becoming was unhealthy. Madison did have a job, and she made good money. She worked for Marc Jacobs. A modeling job, and it was pretty nice. She was becoming well known in the U.S. and Madison was going to use it on me.

She paid for a personal trainer, and worked me to the bone every day because even I was becoming sick to my stomach, seeing how I looked.

After weeks, possibly months of training and auditions, I finally made myself better...

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