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A night in Frost's Flat 3

"Hmm, I love mysteries, but give me something." He pressed;

"Ok…" she tapped her chin, pretending to be in deep thought, "I'll tell you my birth name, and you'll figure out the name I go with now." She said;

He raised his brows. "Ok, bring it on.

"My birth name was Phoebe Guantaloup, well, that is what I was told. But I don't remember myself ever being addressed by that name. And I tried to find anything about me, you know? But it is like that person never existed. The only version I know about myself is the version I remember living, nothing more nothing less." She dropped her face and narrated sorrowfully.

She was versed with men always wanting to see a woman as weak and pitiful, she knew just the right buttons to press.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. Who revealed your birth name to you?" He asked, raising himself on one arm resting on the soft pillow.

Her story piqued his interest.

She could easily detect the curiosity on his face, she smiled internally.

"Oh, it was the sister suprem
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