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I was ecstatic to hear of Chris's arrest. It had worked perfectly. Part of me wanted to go to see Claude Simmons and tell him that it was me. Tell him that this is what it looks like when things actually go to plan. I was far too smart to give in to those urges, though. I buttoned my ink black shirt and took one last look in the mirror, sighing. One day, I would let everyone see the real me, and they would rejoice. I was sure of that. But, for now, I must continue to let people see only what is necessary. The bedroom door opened, and Camille popped her head in, smiling widely. "Are you ready to take your place and claim your birthright?" she asked happily. I returned her smile and nodded. I had never been more ready for anything.
Camille transported us straight into the
