—Solo estoy cansado.
En cuanto entré en la casa, comprendí que algo había cambiado.
El gran espejo que estaba encima de la chimenea de la sala había desaparecido.
The mirror in the hallway was not there either.
I rushed to the bathroom.
The mirror door of the medicine cabinet had been removed. The full-length mirror of our bedroom was also gone.
Andrew had even covered our glass table with a white sheet.
“What’s going on?” I whispered.
He stood at the entrance, his face pale.
I removed them.
All mirrors?
“You still shouldn’t see you.
I laughed nervously.
The doctor told me I would be swollen. I know that.
It’s not because of the swelling.
His voice was shaking.
I approached him.
So what happens? What are you hiding from me?
