Breaking her faith!

Proserpina

Around the same time as Lucien began to grow distant, the strange messages started to come.

I had begun to write a blog. It had begun as a hobby. Egged on by my children and friends, especially James Schwartz, who kept praising my culinary skills, I began to write a blog on social media about cooking.

It had become a runaway hit to my astonishment and I updated it every day, diligently, astonished by the number of followers I had!

So I was mildly astonished at first when I came across the first comment that seemed strangely off.

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A few weeks ago, I had been scrolling down the comments section when I stopped, startled by a comment. The recipe I had shared was one for a Slovakian dish and I had written a small note about having visited the area and tasted the dish there. The authentic recipe.

It had been, of course, one of the worst times of my life. Lucien had disappeared in Slovakia and I had gone to find him, desperate and wretched.

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The comment I noticed was bizarre at