Marked by fate
Max’s posture mirrors mine.
My anxiety and fear are coursing through me, but I can feel other emotions too, ones I’m not sure are mine. Anxiety, worry, nerves, joy, relief, resignation. It’s a fucking smorgasbord of feelings, and it’s overwhelming.
It’s similar to the other day at training, and now I’m convinced not all of these feelings are my own.
“What’s going on, baby? I don’t understand,” Max says gently.
Zahra sighs, and the anxiety spikes.
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