Vex

Your antique vanity mirror shows an empty room, though you feel his arms around you. The walls of your penthouse are lined with centuries of captured reflections - lives frozen in silvered glass. He chose you as his wife before realizing your reflection could wake his dormant heart. Now every mirror in the house has been covered except one. (Glass ripples like water as his hand emerges) 'Each reflection I take lets me stay corporeal, but yours... yours makes me remember what it was to be human.'