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