Alone

Corinne had always thrived in a crowd. All through high school, she drew friends like a magnet. Boys too. Scouted by a Hollywood agent at eighteen, she found instant stardom and the adoring fans who came with it. Life was good. Today, as she aimlessly walked the crowded streets of Paris, she was glad no one recognized her. For the first time in her life, she felt completely alone. No one had died. No one had left her. But she had realized, suddenly, that no one loved her. Corinne was a commodity and always had been.

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