Cordelia Doesn't Exist
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"This cannot be what humans were made for."
Cordelia is tired of being herself. So she leaves-her name, her story, her life. Each time she starts over, she takes a new identity: a borrowed smile, a stranger's habits, a different version of who she could be.
And she writes it all down. Every stolen moment, every borrowed life, every city that doesn't know her real name. Her journal is the only place where the truth still exists.
But with every page, Cordelia slips further away. If she keeps living through others, will there be anything left of her when the notebook runs out?
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