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- Parts 9
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Last published Wed, Dec 4, 2019
Loneliness was something Alice had always felt. Alone or with a crowd, it always curled around her shoulders, weighing her down. There was a subtle, constant search for something, someone, anything, to ease the ache.
A stranger enters her life at an almost too opportune moment.
Is it fate, or something...else?
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