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CONTROL || Ben Drowned ||

CONTROL || Ben Drowned ||

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jul 19, 2025
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Brooklyn Yeehser has always known she was a little... off. Not in a tragic, misunderstood way-more like, uniquely fabulous with a hint of chaos. She's smart, she's bold, and lives by her favorite motto: "Might as well let them see what real looks like." No fake smiles. No apologies. Her world? Small but solid. Her job, her bestie , her pet lizard, and a dad who tries his best. With straight A's, a tight-knit circle, Brooklyn thought she had it all figured out. Life was rough-but it was hers. Until he shows up. The blonde boy with the stare that cuts straight through her. The boy who shouldn't exist. The boy who feels more like a glitch in reality than someone real. From that moment on, nothing in Brooklyn's life makes sense. Secrets unravel-dark, forbidden secrets that feel too old to belong in this world. Her past isn't what she thought it was. And neither is her future. Caught between two lives-one she's always known and one that's been hidden from her-Brooklyn has to decide if she's brave enough to keep playing the game, or if it's already been rigged by fate itself. Because some buttons, once pressed, can't be un-pressed. And sometimes? The truth is the scariest level of all.
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