“So, Ophelia,” Fatima said, sipping her wine, “what exactly do you do in the human world?”Ophelia blushed slightly, glancing at me. I shot her an encouraging nod, urging her to just be honest.“Well,” she finally said, wringing her hands uncharacteristically, “I’m a model. Or rather, I was a model.
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