Broken Doll, Book 1
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My last memory is of the accident.
The rancid smell of gasoline and the silence…the deafening silence.
Then there was only darkness…and him.
I am his captive.
His broken doll.
There is no escape.
No one is coming to save me.
This is a twisted, dark horror novella. There is no HEA. You have been warned.