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PROLOGUE;
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❛i'll see you soon, baby sister.❜
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EVERY DAY YOU RISK YOUR LIFE, waiting for the worst to happen, assuming you're safe when it fails to appear. You risk your life every day, doing the simplest tasks, but it never occurs to you that one day you're you and the next you're merely just an organism fighting to survive. The predator living deep inside of you, swimming closer to the surface. Living a life where it's kill or be killed.
A life Tatum Morell, truth be told, sure as hell wasn't ready for.
Tatum was fresh out of the shower, wrapping a clean towel around her dripping body when she heard the house phone began ringing. Trying to get to the phone before the ringing stopped, she stubbed her toe on the wooden chair in the kitchen.
"Dammit!" she cursed, dramatically hopping toward the phone. She quickly brought the phone up to her ear, her voice instantly going monotone. "This better be good. Hello?"
