The Wistful Throne

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The glass breaks. It does not shatter with a dramatic crash. It yields. A thin, sickening crack spreads from the center of the mirror. Then another. The reflection fractures into jagged shards, each holding a different piece of your face. You are standing in the bathroom. The water is running. You do not know why you are still holding the bottle. It is empty. It was always empty. Margaret sees...

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