Forgive me, Father… for I’ve sinned, and the Dollhouse has carved those sins into me.I don’t know who they are beneath the masks—or why they locked me inside their perfect little nightmare—but they hunted me, cornered me, pushed me past every boundary I thought I had. Fear was supposed to break me. Instead, they taught me to crave the darkness I should have run from. I need absolution, Father. I need to escape. Because if I don’t get out soon, I can’t take down the Cosa Nostra’s don. I swear I’ll try to be a good girl and forget what the Dollhouse awakened in me. I promise to try to stop craving the dirty things they did to me over Easter weekend. From your sinfully naughty girl, Jenna Xxx