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Prologue

EVERYONE HAD A PAST

Some were secrets we liked to hide, others were triu about, and othersothers were just journeys—steps we took to find ere, e stood for, and what sort ofthe way, there were es, and sos like death and betrayal

A lot of people have said that ‘life is about the journey and not the destination’, and I agreed with thatto a degree

My life was still on a journey—it would be until I tookinfinitely more bearable

It wasn’t a monetary achieveered the end of my journey

It was her

A girl I bought and kidnapped

A goddess who I commanded and manipulated

A woman who cured me of my sins

Eleanor Grace, Eleanor Sinclair, was my destination

With her bycare where the journey took us We could walk into squalor and famine, and I would smile because she was beside me

Through thick and thin, Eleanor hadheart

And I had her

Every part of her

And I didn’t like sharing

Good thing ere island recluses these days, and e did have to travel, Euphoria gave us somewhere to be just us

A dimension where no one else existed

A fantasy where anything was possibleChapter One

TIME WAS RELATIVE

Make soht clusters of ular moment Entirely consue enjoyable to painful, and tiht clusters quadrupled, so aHuainst the clock, to be free of that painful situation and run