The irony wasn’t lost on me. I’d been dumped back into the Game with a rookie account, stripped of everything. A perfect, fucked-up accident.It aligned perfectly with my original, buried goal. To burn it all down from the inside.I thought of the Vances—Caleb, Anya. My so-called family. In their cowardly betrayal, they’d accidentally done me the biggest favor of my life. A bitter laugh coiled in my throat. Once this Instance was over, I’d have to think of a suitably… expressive way to thank them.A shiver ran through Jenna’s spectral form. She hugged her arms, her translucent figure flickering. “What is it?” she asked, her voice a whisper of static. “What ‘accident’?”I shook my head, the manic glee fading into something colder. “Later.” I studied her. The friend, the teammate, now a ghost bound to this cursed rock. “It’s been almost three years,” she said, a sad smile touching her lips. “How have you been, Kiera?”How had I been? I’d lived in ignorant, gilded comfort while she’d been
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