It’s a quarter after 6, and traffic was lighter than usual for a typical Monday in Hollow Springs. Pia walks through the front door of her scenic loft condominium, and unloads her belongings, realizing she made it home before her fiance’. She quickly runs to the toilet, to freshen up and wipe her minor insecurities away looking at her reflection in the mirror . As she stares back at herself, Pia ...