Identity
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She is caught in a world like no other. She finds herself day in and day out being someone who she is not. She takes identities and she lives them, only because she has to. She is an undercover agent for a really rich villain who she owes her life to, and she is hiding from the good. She comes in contact with many in a day and she even kills and she is never caught but every day is a fight for her life. Either kill or be killed out there. One thing is you have to be rough tough to survive in her world. She never knew who she really was or her family, but she never cared. Serena is her name and being without an identity is what she is best at. But when she comes face to face with reality about herself, and when her life is thrown into a spiral will she change? Or will she end up in a situation where she risks everything in her life to save herself or the people she cares most about? Can you find who you are?
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