Marked

I yelped, grabbing my forearm as searing pain burned into my skin. Pain blinded my vision, causing black spots to dance across my eyes. Slowly and hesitantly, I gingerly lifted my hand, and nearly screamed from the shock. A symbol showing two knives crossed together was now etched on my skin. My head snapped up instinctively, meeting the gaze of Karen, who merely smiled. Through gasped breaths and wheezes as the pain slowly began to subside, I asked, "What happened?"

"You, my dear friend, have been marked."

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Some of us will turn to extreme cases to save our families. Ethan Crawford's mother is slowly dying from a disease, her health slowly withering away like the petals of a rose. Without much time, he desperately needs a lot of money. And there's only one way he can think of-impostering.