Astrid:The door to Damian’s office shut behind me with a soft click, the cold wood smooth under my fingertips. I stood there for a moment in the corridor, grounding myself. My heart was racing, too fast, but I kept my face blank. Calm.That was the trick now, wasn’t it? Pretend.But then again, this was how I really was. I was always poised, gentle, calm, content, and educated to treat myself and those around me like I was as a Luna. How is not to treat myself or others with cruelty? And I definitely was not rude. I knew not to slam doors, yell, raise my voice or cross limits that I should not.I wasn’t Raven Storm anymore. Not visibly. Not to them. I was Astrid Vale. A name wrapped in scandal and laced with venom. A woman feared more than respected. She was everything - [x] that to push me away from my own morals, even if I woke up in her body.My steps were slow as I walked down the long corridor, but I could feel the weight of eyes on me. Watching. Whispering. Judging. Each one
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