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Even psychics have their blind spots.
What would you do if you could see the future?
Diana Hawthorne can do just that. Every day she delves into personal prophecies, giving guidance to all the poor souls knocking at her door. There’s a catch; while she helps others see where they’ve been, and to know where they’re going . . . she has no recollection of her own beginnings. Nothing before the age of twenty-four holds residency in her mind.
Then she meets a cocky, self-assured private investigator and takes an immediately disliking to him. But more than that, he’s the first person in all her existence who she can’t read—and she’s been around a long time. Everything about him is a complete void and she’s not sure if it’s blissful or completely annoying.
Fate intervenes, putting Diana in his path as she helps him solve a missing girl case. That same night, she starts having vivid dreams. Dark caverns, torches burning on walls, and a pedestal of bloody water.
As pieces begin to fall in and out of place, Diana is forced to make a decision that could unlock her memory but unravel her world.
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