Owned by Obsession
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Last published Thu, Aug 7, 2025
A girl was running-down a path she didn't recognize, heart pounding, breath sharp-desperately trying to save her life. But fate had other plans. And God? He seemed cruelly silent.
The very person she was running from... had found her.
To understand why she ran, and what she was running from, you'll have to walk beside her-through the shadows of her past, the chaos of her present, and the truth that changed everything.
This is her story.
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