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MRS. ELSIEN

Painful animosity grew slowly inside of her like a rosebush made only of thorns. It wasn’t just the political types who looked down on Omegas, the rest of the population had similar ideas about what it meant to be part of the weakest dynamic: Naive, simple, and easily led.

She fought her nature not just because of what it required, but because to be Omega meant having the respect of absolutely no one. Why did she have to sacrifice so much, only to gain so very little?

Leda pushed open the door of the Diner and even that small movement seemed to sap her off all energy. Her arms felt like weights at her sides and she wondered how she could possibly make it through her shift.

Selene was standing by the counter with a terminal in her hands, a very stressed look on her face. “What are you doing here?”

Sliding an apron over her head, Leda frowned at the older woman. “Working, what else would I be doing?”

“Did you not r

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