In the absence of verity, Adeline has come to view restraint as the souls greatest hinderance. A chain tethered to the heart, weighing down any chance one has at achieving unadulterated success. Some may find that it is comforting, a sort of map that guarantees certainty. And with certainty comes safety. However, as a struggling author within New York's poorest community, Adeline has found that nothing beats the feeling of sovereignty. Of precariousness. That all the years she had spent coddled beneath her parents' watch has made her itch for a breathe of independence. But just as she inhales, everything is stripped away from her. Her work. Her home. Her friends. Just when she believes that the stars are within reach, three men steal the thing she holds dearest. Her freedom. And in an attempt to save herself, she ventures after their most guarded possessions. Their hearts. I suppose all is fair in love and war.
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