The Girl Who Died Twice: A Reckoning

ation in a city I didn't recognize fro

d me sullenly as I navigated towards the p

flashy dress leaned against a wall,

ed us up

rified one. Ethan, though younger then, ha

xpression composed despite the inner turmoil.

greasy, clothes rumpled, a

on me. "Well, well. Yo

th disdain. "He looks like h

on, usually prefers boys. But he appreciates quality." Her eyes raked

an find something for you. A different

y. "What? No! I'm supposed to be

life' s success were kicking in, twisting his perception

a harsh, grating soun

on, sweetheart. We'll get you settled som

ad towards a dilapidated van. "Y

care, to the filthy van he was being herded towards.

peat of his distorted memorie

n. This was just the begi

r, though still seedy, motel room.

spite my gender not matching her client' s usual preference. My well-kept appear

er unfortunates, his dreams of grandeur clashin