I was in no way prepared for the final challenge.

The family lunch, one contestant at a time. More terrifying than the entire Full Moon Games competition. The last stop before Stride made his final decision.

The very idea made me want to vomit.

When I was fully dressed, I looked at myself in the full-length mirror, unsurprised when I didn't recognize my reflection. Annecy had pinned my hair up in loose curls and smoked out my eyes. My boobs practically spilled out of ...