On the seventh day after becoming Winter, I received my first phone call.It was from Winter herself."Come to Marina One Hotel, Suite 2801." Her voice sounded even softer than it did on television, tinged with a hint of exhaustion. "Don't let anyone see your face."I put on a mask and a baseball cap, wrapping myself up so thoroughly that no one could recognize me.In the elevator, I stared at my reflection in the polished metal doors. The face looking back at me felt both unfamiliar and mesmerizing.So, this was the world Winter saw every day.So, this was the privilege that came with being beautiful.When the door opened, Winter was standing in the foyer.She wore a silk robe with no makeup on, her hair tied up in a messy bun.We stood face to face, and it felt as though I were looking into a mirror.She stepped closer and studied my face carefully, her fingertips tracing my brow bone, the bridge of my nose, and the line of my jaw."It's even closer than I expected," she said. "They
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