Prologue

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She was so tired.

It had been such a long time since she'd had any decent amount of sleep. She was on the verge of having a nervous breakdown, and was losing her grip on sanity.

How much longer could she hold off? What if she couldn't anymore? What would happen if she just stopped fighting, and decided to let it all unfold the way her deepest self kept telling her it would, and should?

Even Josh, her heart's desire, could not distract her attention away from the hypnotic images. It was like living a double life, but it had to end sometime...

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