Alexia exited the run down motel the very next day, feeling like a completely different woman than the one who came in the previous night. While she had been scared, confused and alone, Alexia now exuded an air of confidence and purpose that made people turn to give her a second look. And dressed in a big hat and a face mask to hide her features, made a lot suspect she was some hidden celebrity or a high-profile figure in disguise.
As she walked through the crowded, bustling streets, Alexia couldn't help but relish in the newfound sense of power and control she felt coursing through her veins. She couldn't even believe she had let herself become so dejected and depressed that she felt like her whole life had become worthless, f*****g laughable she thought, her features screwed in disgust
