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This is not a story. This is a path to healing. I am Anya, and these are my words, my truths, my scars laid bare. But as I write them, I...

It was the last day of the year after all. Nothing could go wrong. Another year. Creativity long gone. But what if.... And then it all...

As she falls from the sky, a feeling of a thousand butterflies. The smell of vanilla and coconut...till it's no more. 24 hours earlier......