The Faded Chronicle

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The mirror in the dressing room was cracked, a spiderweb of fractures radiating out from the center where a small, dark shard had been pried loose, and I kept staring at it, at the way the light caught the jagged edges, until the reflection of my face seemed to shatter along with the glass. I didn't move. I didn't blink. I just stood there, wearing the dress that cost more than my father earned...

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