Stolen Scripts, Shattered Life

soaring, my dreams

d through the festival hall, a dea

hashtag for fraud, and my working-class paren

ott appeared, a charismatic savior who saw through the lies,

scripts, and became my biggest fan, my only audienc

fe, loved, and completel

ce hit, "Dust Devil Heart," hailed

script I' d just finished, th

to, was my husband, his arm possessively around her, a lo

and everything I believed about my perfect

ed my downfall and stole my art, tur

nderesti

ce, but this time, he