Hannah nodded, remembering how her real memories had gotten mixed up with the ones she assumed belonged to Cinderella. "For me it was all mixed up... I couldn't really figure out what belonged to me and what belonged to her, to my fable." She'd probably told Vaughn too much, even if most of it hadn't really made any sense.
"I don't need any more of those." Despite her confession that it did feel safer locked up, she didn't want to go back that badly. "I'd never say a word."