Prologue

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I opened my eyes and Andrew was holding me tight and laughing at our daughter that was playing in the park.  I realized I had been dreaming all along, dreaming of the events that took place years ago.  I glanced at the scars on my wrist and am glad that Andrew had been there all along to get me through the struggles I had when I was a young teenage girl.  Andrew saved me.

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