Desiree Dul [HOT]

The mirror watched from her purse. And the reflection smiled.

The reflection pointed at her, then at the world beyond the window: the city lights, the distant thrum of a late-night train, a couple arguing on the sidewalk below. desiree dul

You , the sensation said. Out there .

Dee felt herself thinning, becoming a photograph, a whisper, a Dul . The reflection stepped forward, solid and electric, wearing her indigo hair and her red scarf and her name like a stolen coat. The mirror watched from her purse