The mirror invites Perci to see his soul and the condition of his heart, to look past physical features. He sees nothing but a man in his 40's, single and broken.    'I wish I had not met you again.' He broke the mirror; it was the last mirror in his room because the rest is broken. A crack runs across the glass, finding the weaknesses that were once small. From a perfect mirror to something that is unrecognizable. He watches each fragment fly outward until they lie still yet vicious on the Marmol floor. Breaking glass has become his art and comfort. There is nothing more broken than his heart. Those fragments are nothing compared to his heart. He watched them shatter and release just a fragment of the rage that keeps him upright.    He stood up and stared at the city lights from the glass wall whil

"I am the father of the twins, right?" he asked while keeping his eyes on her without blinking.   Cali looked away and didn't say a thing. She was paralyzed to the spot, the menacing aura of Perci holding him in a tightening grip.    "Damn it! Answer me!"   She jolted when Perci shouted and threatened her with dead eyes. She spits on him, but Perci didn't mind it. He grinned and wiped his face on her clothes.    "Why are you hiding my child from me?!" He is pinning her much more aggressively than before.   She laughed and met his cold eyes, "Stop hallucinating!"