Preface

Aurelia Knight.

She hated mirrors. She hated them as much as she hated working, for they were a constant reminder, a reminder that continued to devour her, day by day. For the pain that had come after that tragic night, the numbness, ruined her.

After all, she had lost her world.

And even then she persisted, for the people who depended on her. For the people that were yet to leave her. And as she hid behind a smile and a cup of coffee, nobody noticed how tortured she was. I mean two-years were enough to forget, but for a girl that searched the whole universe for her world she hadn't forgotten. She wasn't sure she would ever.

Or would she?