The Veil of Deception
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How would you react upon realizing that the life you had been living for the last twenty - four years was nothing but a lie?
Looking in on Emilia Wade's life, you might consider her to be a normal twenty - four year old adult - working a full time job as a hostess at a restaurant in Dallas, Texas along side being a traveling wedding photographer in an attempt to keep herself afloat in the pricy city. She loves hanging out with the friends that she has gained through the years and if she's not out with her friends, Emilia can be found spending time with her much older boyfriend, Callum Harrison.
But it would all come crashing down one fateful morning when the young woman realizes that she is not Emilia Wade but instead her real name is Josephine "Josie" Clayton - and she is a victim of child abduction. She had been taken from a local playground and park at four years old several states away in Grand Rapids, Michigan.
Things would only become more confusing, panic inducing, and traumatizing as the woman begins to unravel the horrifying and disgusting truth behind the family she was raised in.
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