Giordana
She bent over in the sink and washed her face, gazing at my reflection, her green eyes moved from side to side scanning her face, no more glitches.
She snorted at the splitting headache and bent over throwing up, this had to end, her eyes were puffy and red.
No, what about the real Giordana's family, what would they say?, after all, they had been nothing but kind to her...except the little brat, he was a bit of a pain but there was nothing to it, just plain old sibling rivalry...or not.
Did she have siblings, a family? Who was she in her past life? maybe a boy, could she have somehow transmigrated from some other universe into this one?...she shook her head, she didn't believe in that crap. None of it was real, she swore so many times that this could be a nightmare.
No, she wasn't going to pinch herself or hit her head against a wall, she was already in too much pain to do that. She gripped the sink, the agony, the frustration!.
