Today wasn't her birthday, or...

A realization hit Sadie like a ton of bricks; her face drained of color.

Her legs gave out, and she nearly collapsed, her hand shooting out to find support against a wall.

"He's onto me," she whispered, disbelief evident in her voice.

The terror was real. Today marked her birth, but it was a different life, not as Sadie but as someone she had left behind.