She pressed her palm to the glass and felt her skin travel into a lattice of cool filaments. For a second she was two people, one on either side of the world. She wore a coat from a life where she’d learned to forgive someone who never said sorry; she held a book she’d dreamed of writing. The scent of that life was different—less smoke, more ozone. She felt the tug of ironies, the slight weight of choices she hadn’t yet made.
Octavia said nothing. She stood where the doorway cut her silhouette into the glass and watched herself become a stranger. The reflection wasn’t wrong—just offset by a fraction: an extra blink, a delayed smile. Her hair hung the same way, her jacket bore the same crease as yesterday, but the eyes looking back held a memory she did not own. Deeper.24.05.30.Octavia.Red.Mirror.Mirror.XXX.1...
“Take one,” it said. “Try it on.” She pressed her palm to the glass and
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