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Atticus Prologue

Catalina

Summer, winter.

Light, dark.

Warm, cold.

Rain, snow.

That was my life. My truths.

Until they weren’t.

Until he came and ruined everything.

I had a good life. A happy life.


Atticus is hell. And he isn’t.

He is a river that doesn’t run dry but goes deep.

Truth is only a word. Deception is a game. And with him, I find out I knew nothing of what I thought.

He brings destruction and chaos.

He makes love and light.

By the end, we’ll both be destroyed by secrets and lies.




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