PROLOGUE

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" How's the sobriety going?" Her therapist asked, crossing one leg over the other — sitting across from her

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" How's the sobriety going?" Her therapist asked, crossing one leg over the other — sitting across from her.

" I haven't touched anything in months." Franny lied, forcing a smile while she continued jotting notes.

" That's something you should be very proud of, Franchesca," she stopped writing to glance up at her. " And Rafe?"

The mention of his name made her office suddenly grow cold.

" I'm just... I'm just scared," she breathed.

  Her therapist leaned forward in her seat, rolling the ballpoint pen between her fingertips. " What are you scared of?"

She wiped a tear from the question with the palm of her hand, eyes glued to the tan carpet floor beneath her feet.

  " That something really bad is gonna happen."

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