Victoria is the kind of girl who enters a room and instantly knows who wants her, who fears her, and who’ll be the easiest to ruin. Polished when it counts, raw when it serves her, she balances on the edge of danger and desire like it’s instinct. Her life runs on momentum (on the high of new skin, new voices, new games) and she’s brilliant at convincing the world that she’s always in control.

But underneath the curated seduction and sharp glances is a truth she won't touch: she doesn’t know how to be still. Stillness means silence, and silence means she might have to face what she’s been running from her whole life—that the love she manipulates isn’t love at all, and the power she clings to feels more and more like a cage.

So she keeps moving. Keeps charming. Keeps chasing.

Because if she stops? She might disappear.