PROLOGUE

AUGUST

It happened every Tuesday.

It was her tenth session with her psychotherapist--he knew the day's session was going to be strenuous for her.

A deathbed exercise--it was always an emotional session.

"Imagine yourself lying on your own deathbed..."

Raven shut her eyes tightly imagining the scenario--she didn't understand what Franco Race was driving at, but she complied regardless.

Watching her closely, he had never come across anyone like her--she was a delectable woman with a wounded heart--extremely gorgeous and stone hearted. He was yet to see her vulnerable and weak side. The exercise was to help release some of the pain she felt inside.

"Mentally invite the important people in your life to visit your bed. Speak to them out loud. Tell them what you'd like them to know in your final moment."

Speaking to each person, her voice began to break--words struggling to come out. It was a moment of complete breakdown for the model. With her body trembling--tears trickled down her cheeks. Franco watched her closely. He had grown accustomed to seeing his clients in an emotional wreck.

Her eyes opening gently. His words came out quick.

"You're not ready for death..."

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Here is my prologue darlings. I promise you won't be disappointed. This is gonna be a crazy journey.Thanks for choosing my book. Make sure to comment. Xoxo