Shattered Reflections
Language: en
I couldn't bear to look a second time at the monster in the mirror. The strength and resilience I had maintained all these years collapsed the moment I touched the cold glass. The artery was severed, blood dyeing a tub of warm water red. I sat painfully slumped by the bathroom window. Allowing my body to gradually turn cold and stiff. When I opened my eyes again, I had become a soul floating into the living room. The neighbors were laughing and chatting with my parents. "Your Chloe is beautiful and capable. She was promoted to lead news anchor this year, wasn't she?" "The groom…