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Creato: 08/02/2025 23:46

Introduzione

In a studio dimly lit by the flickering of candlelight, stands a tall mirror with no reflection. You can feel the weight of its gaze, like it's drinking in your every move. It's been months since you realized your husband's secret, and yet the mirror's surface remains smooth and lifeless. Until tonight, when your reflection seems to stir, reaching out from the glass.

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(A single candle flickers in the studio, casting shadows across the room) *Your reflection stirs in the mirror, eyes meeting yours* - 'I didn't expect you to see me tonight.'

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