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The Case Isolde Sinclair: The Anatomy of a Glass Wight

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A woman spirals into madness after her brother's death, but the truth is far more sinister-she carries the same affliction that claimed him. The Mad Disease, a curse rooted in the bloodline of the House of Sinclair, has devoured her family for generations, lurking in the shadows since the moment of her birth. As reality twists and her mind fractures, she must face the chilling truth: this was never just madness. It was fate.

But amidst the chaos, a single spark remains-love. Will it be enough to defy the grip of the disease, or is she doomed to follow the same path as those before her? In the depths of despair, can love rewrite destiny?



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