Nadia Wolfe. 20-something. Beautiful. Talented. Ballerina. Control freak. New in town. Rising star. Player of games. She's so stupidly simple to figure out, I almost feel sad that she's not more of a challenge. I decide the ballerina aspect is my best first move. They must look a certain way, behave a certain way, and submit to the whims of those who control their future. Success, therefore, is not defined by their own perceptions of themselves, but by the perceptions of others. And those perceptions are directly related to athletic skill, beauty, and youth. It's a trifecta of psychological disorders waiting to happen. I smile. I've got you, Nadia Wolfe. I have your ticket, darling. I know what drives you now.
His Turn by JA Huss
