My name is Layla Plasterhouse, handsome, witted, and humble, with a terrifying home and angsty disposition. I seem to exhume existence; and had lived nearly in the world with very little to challenge or astound me. I was the youngest of the two daughters of a most extraordinary , indulgent father, and had , in consequence of my mothers death always assumed the place of head of the household. It is frowned upon that I have a position of power .
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