She looked up and studied the expression on the dark haired girl's face. She saw anger, bitterness, contentment and a weird sense of pride. Oh, and of course there was the sadness. As always. But she was used to that. What she didn't expect to see was that strange look that kept hiding behind all the other masks.
Acceptance...
That's what she would have thought... if it was anyone else she had been studying with such diligence.
But of course, it was just her mind playing tricks on her.
Acceptance???
That was almost as rare to spot as tears, especially where this friend of hers was concerned.
Well, rarer in fact.
Much much rarer if you counted the imbalance that was sure to have hit by now.
And so, she shook her head, walked a couple of steps forward... and exhaled... making sure the other girl was lost behind a wall of fog.
Mirrors either lied completely or made you believe whatever you wanted to believe.
Only problem was, right now, both the options seemed to mean the same thing.
And she wasn't ready for it.
Not at all...
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