517 for the day.
4,282 for January.
I wasn't sure how to start this chapter, and to my surprise it's wound up being a rather large chunk of angsty introspection. It might get cut in the final edits, but for now it feels organic to have it here. Willa's been kind of a pill for all of Act III thus far, and I've reached the moment where she starts to pull her shit together and comes to terms with the role she has to play... and also begins to acknowledge that her feelings for a certain someone (whose name starts with "A") are deeper than she's been admitting to herself. It's all pretty much bang-bang action from here on in, so this is really the last moment in the story I can spare 500 words for angsty internal monologue leading to epiphanies.