Morning – Training Room
Raya moved through the drills with mechanical precision — her walk, her posture, her smile. The same pale green rehearsal dress swayed with each step. Elena observed quietly today, arms crossed, brows only twitching once in a while.
When it was over, Elena finally stepped forward, clipboard in hand but no longer scribbling.
"I believe you're ready," she said, her tone lighter than usual. "You've become Seraphina Hart in every way that matters."
Raya swallowed. She didn't smile.
"Take this, you'll need it," Elena said, handing her a small box. Raya collected it, looking at Elena with a questioning eye.
"Is this a parting gift?" she asked with a smile, which Elena returned. They had grown close during those long days of training together.
Raya opened it, only to see a pair of eye contacts inside. She looked back at Elena, who gave her a knowing nod.
