I looked in the mirror, studying my appearance. I didn’t look anything like the real Gabrielle and that was what I was going for.

Bernard’s type of escort was the exact opposite of the true me and I had to change into what he wanted in order for him to get to notice me. Alice helped me dye my hair back to its original color, blonde. My hair was starting to become damaged from dyeing it so much, but that was the price I had to pay when I was undercover. ...