Lilith Infrantre looked at her reflection on the mirror inside her dimmed room. Her blonde hair was now as black as ink. She cut it. The length of her hair was only now her neck, just above her nape. She also stopped wearing any makeup; her facial features were now bare minimum, very different from the past Lilith who was fond of highlighting her distinct features to stand out in the crowd. She wore glasses with thick lenses. She did not expect the small changes she made to her appearance could actually conceal her identity.
By now, Lilith was sure. There was no way people who knew her would even recognize her.
“What a pity,” Lilith murmured, sighing a breath of frustration. She did not like her new look nor felt comfortable with her bare face, but this was the best she could do in the s
