By Renée Knight
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When an exciting novel seems to be on Catherine's bedside desk, she curls up in mattress and starts to read.
But as she turns the pages she is sickened to gain the tale will demonstrate her darkest mystery.
A mystery she inspiration nobody else knew…
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