To the messy, illogical, vulnerable fact that she still wanted to live. Even broken. Even haunted. Even alone.
The rain over Veridia City wasn't water. It was data. A ceaseless, vertical blizzard of encrypted information falling from the orbital servers of the Helix Collective. For most, it was just a shimmer in the air, a phantom drizzle. For Jennifer Dark, it was a scream. jennifer dark ultimate surrender
The noise was gone.
Jennifer’s fingers hovered over the injector’s trigger. Half a second from impact. The ground was a black mirror rushing up. To the messy, illogical, vulnerable fact that she