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That wasn’t the type of journalist I’d set out to become. I’d learned the hard way that undercover work like that didn’t sit well with my conscience. No, my dreams of being a reporter were over. My career had been my sole focus for so long, did I even know how to dream anymore?
It was hard to believe four months had passed since I’d made this trip. In a lot of ways, it felt as if I were stepping back in time. I was climbing out of the wardrobe from Narnia, rejoining the real world as if no time at all had passed since I’d entered a different realm.