I Am Not Jessica Chen

by Ann Liang

I’ve always had this theory that if I want something badly enough, the universe will make sure to keep it just out of my reach—either out of boredom or cruelty, like an invisible hand dangling stars on a string.

Maybe somewhere on the other end of the world, someone else also has the ability to wake up in another person’s body, or to foresee the future, or turn invisible.”

Turn invisible!!

“Jenna, you’re all I’ve ever wanted,” he says, quiet. Perfect. “It’s always been you. It can only be you.”