Looking at the fractured mirror in the corner of the room, Nora tentatively touched her pale, sallow cheek. Her voice was hollow, stripped of its usual military steel. "My reflection... I must look hideous to him now."Chloe and Lyra shook their heads in unison. Before her marriage, Nora had been the "Rose of the First Military Academy," a woman whose beauty was matched only by her lethality. Even after giving birth to little Maya, her figure hadn't truly withered; if anything, she had gained a mature, sophisticated aura.But days of insomnia, raw grief, and a night of heavy drinking had taken their toll. Her face was swollen, and the light in her eyes had been replaced by a dull, aching fog. Even the most stunning beauty cannot withstand such self-destruction."You don't have to comfort me," Nora said, her shoulders sagging. "Ever since Maya was born, I’ve felt the change. My skin is losing its elasticity. My stomach isn't firm anymore. And that scar..." she trailed off, thinking of
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