The Best Dream
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Some are greeted by gentle fairies, valiant heroes or even attractive celebrities in their sleep but for Ann Peters dreams are just nightmares of the past coming back to haunt her. Constant reminders of everything wrong with her, her failures and why she can never be fixed. That is until she meets someone who will change her life forever...
*CAUTION- Story contains strong mental health themes. If you are triggered by suicide, abuse, depression, anxiety, etc. please do not read*
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