The street was still waking when Lidia and Erika stepped out of the narrow apartment building. Dawn painted the pavement in pale gold, the kind of light that made everything look harmless—even the corners where men hid.Erika pulled her jacket tighter around herself. Her eyes kept drifting to reflections in shop windows, to shadows that moved when the wind did. Every step felt too loud. Every breath sounded like a confession.Lidia walked a half step ahead.Not the Lidia Erika had known for years.This one wore her hair short and black, cropped close to her jaw. A flesh-colored sticker sat beside her left eye like a scar from an old accident. Her clothes were padded, loose in the shoulders and hips, changing the lines of her body into something heavier, something unrecognizable. She had practiced the walk in the mirror—slower, grounded, a sway in the shoulders instead of the hips.“Two streets more,” Erika whispered.“I know,” Lidia said. Her voice came out lower than before, roughene
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