Content warning: body horror
You just wanted to start over, you said. Everyone who comes to me always does. To escape bad relationships, bad debt, bad choices.
A blank slate.
“Wipe my identity,” you’d told me.
But then you hadn’t followed up with, “Give me something new.”
I paused, assessing you. In one hand, I held the delicate mask of your visage. My other hand hovered above the face of a young woman I’d help escape a stalker. “Any special requests?”
Your blank face returned my regard. You had no mouth to reply, but you shook your head. This is exactly what I need.
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