Chapter 14

/HERA/ The early morning light streamed through the window, illuminating the polished wood floors and stark white walls of my spacious bedroom. My reflection in the mirror stared back at me—no trace of yesterday’s laughter, only steely resolve. I'd learned to use my appearance as a weapon, a reflection of my meticulous planning. Today, I wouldn’t merely step into the world; I would reclaim my space within it.