Who could this woman be? She couldn’t possibly be who she said she is.
“Are you even listening to me?”
I shake my head, my thoughts scatter like flies. “Um, yes, sorry. Run that by me again?”
“Damn you’re slow princess.” She scoffs and shifts the katana over her shoulder. I look around, but no one seems to notice her, or the large sword strapped to her back.
“Pay attention this time. My name is Marley, and yes, I know that’s your name.”
I close my mouth with a snap.
“I am you from the future, and I need your help.”
She sighs and I realize I am standing, my shoulders wracked by my heavy breathing from my hyperventilation, my chair tipped over on the floor behind me.
“You… you c...
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