Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Given Nathalie's fragile state of mind, Lincoln couldn't stand the thought of his daughter being stressed out, so he told her to take some time off and stay home.

But Lincoln never imagined that Nathalie's retreat would become the talk of the town, with online gossip about her unusual obsession with dolls spreading like wildfire.

"That Ashley, once out and about in the streets, had this bizarre fascination with dolls, even treating them as if they were real companions. Since her doll husband vanished, she's been in a deep funk."

"Born into a modest background, Ashley couldn't find a real-life prince charming, so she turned to lifeless dolls for comfort."

"She trained her doll husband to be completely obedient. When he 'fell apart,' so did her heart."

"This world is just plain strange. Some folks love flowers, others are into cats and dogs, and now, someone loves dolls..."

Lincoln's anger was about to blow the roof off when he saw these headlines.

"Someone, get in here now!" he bellowed from his office.

Greta burst in, nearly tripping over herself. "Uncle, what's going on?"

Lincoln demanded, "Find out who's behind these nasty rumors about my daughter Vivian. Once I know, they won't get away with it."

flashed in Greta's eyes as she stammered, "Uncle, if I may speak freely, while those online rumors are harsh, they're not completely off the mark. Instead of going after the rumor mill, why not deal

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