Transmigrant - Chapter 28
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One must not just to remember, but reconcile the fragments of what was, what is, and what might yet be. In the end, identity is a journey, not a destination.
—Thairis, Memories
CHAPTER 28
Estia occupied the captain’s chair. Kaylie thought she looked different. Her mannerisms displayed a noticeable contrast from just a few days ago. She was almost regal in her posture, but she also had a look of confusion on her face.
“This is what I was afraid of,” Ray said, under his breath. “She doesn’t know us.”