Sheets of white hair fell around her cool face, black nails curling away from her fingers like withered fossils. She was dressed in the same horizon-blue uniform, a bloodied bayonet notched in the hollow of her shoulder. At first I thought she was a mirage. There were no women on the front line, and certainly none so casual and unaffected as this figure. Was she a ghost? An angel come to save us? “This has gone on long enough,” she rasped in our direction,
i hope arden is the antagonist and is actually manipulating evelyn to fall out of love with her lesbian gf
