It's Not Over Until The Fat Lady Sings.

Megan's heart raced as she realized the danger they were in. If anyone recognized them, the consequences would be catastrophic.

"Oh, shit!" Megan muttered under her breath, her voice low but urgent. She quickly grabbed Claudia's arm, pulling her away from the prying eyes of the crowd and into the shadow of a nearby alley.

The noise of the bustling port faded as they moved, but Megan's anxiety only grew.

"Claudia, we have to get out of here," Megan hissed, trying to keep her voice steady. She turned Claudia to face her and pointed to the smudged makeup on her face.

The sight made Claudia's eyes widen in horror. A peeled-off patch of makeup revealed a sliver of her true self—something they had worked so hard to hide.