Chapter 9 Chapter Nine

• Skye -
• The journey back to the hotel felt surreal. I couldn't stop touching my face, running my fingers over the features that now mirrored Elizabeth's. It was an unnerving and disorienting experience, making me feel like I was dreaming.
• I needed to confirm my transformation, and as soon as I entered the hotel, the rude old man at the front desk, who barely glanced up from his newspaper before, did a double-take. His eyes widened in surprise as I approached him, and he stared at me in awe.