It’s Gucci!
It’s Gucci!
Ice!
Viva, Doja Cat.
Woo woo woo!
Deuces!
Posty season has arrived.
The God of Rap is coming.
Fuck me, nah, fuck you!
This excerpt does an excellent job of balancing mystery with character development. Sarah’s transformation feels believable and unsettling at the same time, and Nico’s internal struggle adds emotional realism. The fact that she forgets both trivial details and life-altering events shows how completely her past has been erased. I love how the story hints that the truth is still buried beneath the surface, creating a sense that the past will inevitably resurface, no matter how much is forgotten. tvg