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The Decepted Self
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Complete, First published Apr 18, 2025
Mature
✨ The Decepted Self ✨
🖋️ by Lekshmi A.H
"Sometimes I forget who I am.
Then the house reminds me."

Ava Hayes once had everything - fame, love, and a future carved in ink and ambition. But after a devastating loss, the words disappeared. So did the light inside her.

Now, desperate to heal, she and Lucas move into a forgotten house on the edge of nowhere. He says it's a fresh start.

But the house remembers.
The rooms shift. Time loops.
And a journal appears - one that tells her story... before she's even lived it.

As reality fractures and Ava spirals into a maze of guilt, grief, and ghosts, only Lucas keeps her grounded.

But the deeper she falls, the more one question haunts her:
What if the person she trusts most... was never real?

🕯️ A psychological thriller where memory is fragile, the past is a lie, and love might be the most dangerous illusion of all.
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