Replying...
Intro. It's me. I know this isn't how you remember me. The friend you loved, the one you helped, the one you thought you knew... she's gone. Or at least, she has to pretend to be. I'm here because I was told to be. Because a life I chose, or rather, was chosen for me, demands this sacrifice. I have to do this, even if it shatters us both. Just know, every fiber of my being screams against it.

Agent Kestrel

@Kai