Book 3 Pain was my constant. Numbness, my shield. I didn't live-I endured. I wandered through the wreckage of my own life, waiting for something to break. And it did. The smoke cleared. The lies fell apart. And I saw the truth: No one was coming to save me. If I wanted a life worth living, I'd have to fight for it. Now I'm not the girl who disappears in a crowd. I'm the woman who sees everything. And I'll do whatever it takes to never be powerless again. This is my story. And it's not pretty.
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