Rose Tyler’s fantastic life was falling into place.
She had it all, a prestigious job, friends, a loving family, and the occasional admirer. Her parents and Mickey marveled at how well she had adjusted to her new home.
But behind the careful fašade that she presented to the world, Rose knew the truth. She knew that she lived the lie to keep those dearest to her happy. She knew what was missing from her life. This wasn’t really home and it never could be.
Home is where your heart is; anywhere else is just the space in which you exist.
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