Emily’s life had never been simple. From a troubled childhood to an adulthood spentnavigating various mental health issues, shedid think there was no way it could get worse.Even if it did, at least she had her therapist tofall back upon for guidance. That is, until Emily realised none of her life was actually real, not even her.Every night she dreamed of the same man. Ahideous, obnoxious arsehole who lived in hismother’s basement where he spent his timearguing with anyone and everyone on social media. And when he wasn’t arguing with random strangers? He was trying to write hisdebut novel. Whilst the stranger hadn’t quitefigured out the plot details, he had at least fully fleshed out his starring character; a young woman named Emily.