The Day the Mirror Broke
It happened on a Thursday. Rachel Hayes was twenty-five years old and had been seeing the woman in the red dress for one hundred and forty-seven days. She knew the number because she had written it in her journal that morning, a single line at the top of a blank page: Day 147. She did not know why she was counting. She did not know what would happen when she stopped. The counting was a ritual,...
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