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It was a day like any other when Vanya stopped outside the barbers on the way back from an orchestra rehearsal. Just another day like the many days since she had broken her curse and regained control over her powers, her choices, and ultimately, her life.
Except…
On this day she found herself stopping outside as if compelled, and her feet felt glued to the sidewalk as sure as any cursed command. She peered in through the window.
“Be a good girl now, Vanya,” Mom’s voice echoed.
Be a good girl now, Vanya.
With a deep breath, he stepped inside.
