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Chapter 6

Chapter 6

I grew up in a private healing community, tucked away in Montana’s Bitterroot Valley. We’re one of those places that doesn’t show up on Google Maps a sanctuary where ancient healing traditions will thrive. Think Sedona meets Johns Hopkins, but with stricter privacy protocols

a mountain trail, a

Foods. Lorenzo happened to pull up in his Tesla, recognized me, and helped shot down the con. Seeing how I struggled with everything from Uber to Netflix, he appointed himself my guide to

meant for his throat, but the price was my sight. Lorenzo spent 36 hours in Mount Sinai’s waiting room, making deals with God and swearing he’d be my eyes forever

taste

Dr. Sarah Bishop among them. Seeing them felt like

eyes knowing. “Sure about

said. “Isabella’s pregnant. What was I supposed to do? Watch them play house? I gave him every chance to save our marriage. Instead, he got bolder,

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