Cryton peered into the small mirror and the reflection within. Her lips parted in a gentle gasp.
“See what I mean?” Dru asked.
Dru watched Cryton run a finger across her mouth, then shake, touching the curve of a thin jawline.
“Are you alright?” Dru asked.
“No, I’m not me…”
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