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Chapter Two: Kneel for Your Owner

Morning arrived like a blade.

Mariana woke in a bed that wasn't hers, wrapped in sheets with a thread count so high they felt like water against her skin. The ceiling above her was unfamiliar, white with intricate crown molding, a chandelier dripping crystals that caught the pale LA light. For three blissful seconds, she forgot.

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Data scientist by day, curious soul by nature. I’m fascinated by astrology, Reiki, psychology, human behaviour, relationships and everything that makes us who we are. I write, I observe, I overthink, and occasionally I disappear into my own little world.

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