To distract herself, she turned to Aster’s test, where she was still eating ice cream bunnies one after another. Matt and Susanne were still gone, but their fantasies, like hers, weren’t visible from the outside, which she was very grateful for.
That isn’t who I am, she told herself. But there was a small corner of her mind that refused to be quiet.
Or is it?
Susanne stood in front of the indistinct figure for what felt like both hours and seconds. His offer was genuine, she knew, though she’d only learn of his identity after accepting.
And what an offer it was.
Money? As much as she could ever want. Power? He had more than enough of that. Revenge? Well, all she would need to do was say the word, and her deadbeat father would be left humiliated and broken for the entirety of his smugl
