Chapter 66: Evie
Evie froze. Her eyes fell upon the woman called Invidia, and she felt a burning flame of envy in her guts.
It was like looking in the mirror, if a mirror somehow made you look taller, hotter and thinner. Evie imagined an RPG’s character selection screen. Someone had meticulously crafted a digital avatar exactly like Evie, then adjusted the sliders.
Boobs? Bigger.
Waist? Thinner.
Height? Give it a couple of centimetres.
Weight? Shave off a couple of kilos.
Eyes? Make them prettier.
Nose? Make it more delicate.
Lips? Make them lush.
Skin? Remove all blemishes.
Hair? Make them fluffier.
Evie groaned on the inside and she tried to keep it contained, but it spewed out of her and she gritted her teeth, her face a mask of jealousy at the sight of the woman.
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