YukimuraShuusukeGrl
Artemis has always survived on her own terms. At sixteen, she ran - away from parents who starved her, controlled her, and used her talent as a violin prodigy for their own gain. She built a hard, quiet life on the outside, answering to no one.
But that life ends anyway.
When she opens her eyes again, she is somewhere else. Someone else - and yet entirely herself. She has inherited the body and the life of a girl who shares her name, her face, her fire-red hair and seafoam eyes, and a childhood that mirrors her own with an almost painful precision.
A girl who stayed and fought where Artemis ran, who dragged herself through courts and lawyers and won - her money, her music, her freedom, a condo she chose herself. A life that was almost whole.
Almost.
Artemis doesn't know yet that the world she has landed in isn't just a parallel one. She doesn't know the names of her neighbor or his 'brothers' who come visit, or why certain names, when she finally hears them, settle into her chest like something she has always known. She doesn't know what it means that the boys who seem to want to get to know her seem to find her anyway - drawn in, one by one, by the sound of a violin played behind a closed door by a girl who isn't ready to be found.
She is seventeen years old, legally emancipated, and completely alone for the first time in either life.
She is also, for the first time in either life, safe.
For now, that is enough.