It wasn’t at all creepy when strangers knew your exact height or a statement she’d shared on social media becoming someone’s tattoo.
But Evan was the Alliance’s darling. She couldn’t avoid the cameras and reporters if she wanted to.
She plastered on her best smile, swiped a hand through her blonde bob and poked her head out the window. “Did I hear my name?”
Someone squealed. Evan’s gaze snapped to the sound. She saw a woman older than she by at least 10 years smiling wide. She pointed at the taxi.
“It’s you!” the woman exclaimed.
“It’s me!” Evan exclaimed back, smile unfailing.
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