The human heart is a curious thing. A miraculous piece of bodily engineering, its muscular rhythm keeping time with all the minutes and hours, days and seasons. And years. Karen already knew it was possible to take a big punch to the heart and survive, and her heart had taken more than one direct hit in its lifetime. But the heart never lies. It cannot commit treason, unlike the mind, the ultimate trickster. Even though it has the ability to roll with the punches, the heart is desperately fragile. Sometimes it can be split wide open, so much so, that nothing can  heal it ever again.

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