The sounds of lively jazz could be heard just below the hotel room. However, the person in the colourful room did not seem affected by the festive spirit of New Orleans. She seemed removed from the cheerful atmosphere.
Hu Lei looked into the mirror with cold eyes. She did not look different than usual, but she knew that the person looking back was not just plain Hu Lei.
It was Jane.
This thought was strange because there were no differences between them. She was the same person she had always been. It was just a mind-frame that made her shift between her identities.
The change was not as jarring as it used to be in the past. She did not feel a complete disconnect from Hu Lei, just because she was wearing Jane's mantle. As Aunt Huo had told her, acknowledging both sides of her identity would help her remain integrated.
