Bete Noire
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When the life you wanted has crumbled beneath your fingers, there's nothing left to do but pick up the pieces and soldier on. You've done this before. But what happens when you no longer feel like yourself anymore? When fires spontaneously start-up around you, when you hear growling coming from underneath your bed, and you no longer recognize your face in the mirror. What happens then?
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