My own version.

Evangeline has only ever known what the government issued her. The name, the birthdate, that scrappy old stuffed bear relying on a string to hold it apart. Her face was just a face curated from a mother and father who never wanted her. Her reflection in the mirror simply just hollow. A seizure from a mystery pill from a stranger parked in an alleyway landed Evangeline in a blue eyed brunette's neurology ward. Blue eyes, comfort and street tacos. started: 19 May 2026 finished: N/A