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Evie
Present Day
“Why are people so rude?” I grumbled to myself. Yet another tall man in a business suit pushed by me and almost spilled my coffee in the process.
I was barely over five and half feet tall, maybe that was it, I wondered. My shoulders hunched as I tried to make myself less of a target for others who didn’t mind shoving people as long as they made progress.
I sighed and looked around for the building I needed. I was familiar with the city, but not the address, and I didn’t want to be late. Today was the first day of my new life. A life where I was in charge and in control. I smoothed back a stray wisp of blond hair, knowing the silky tresses would have escaped the French twist before I made it through the day.
It was a style suggested by the makeover artist provided b
