Avalina
Three months ago, I was a socialite with lots of friends, a job at an art gallery, and a busy life in a world where money was power. At least that's what everyone tells me. I don't remember any of it.

The last five years of my life have been wiped from my memory since my car went off a bridge.

Now all I have is the vague sense that the "me" I'm supposed to be doesn't feel quite right...and more questions than answers.

Like the spark of recognition I felt when I saw Kieran Calder.