The only thing she has ever known is negativity. Trust no one. Tell nothing. Don't let anyone into your world. It's all she's ever known, an idea that has gotten more ingrained and worse as she's grown up. Nineteen years of thinking like this and nothing has changed. But what happens when she gets, what seems like, a stalker (with a fantastic smell)? What happens when she slips and tells someone too much? And what happens when she discovers her ancestors have more control on her future than she does?
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