I saw her behind the mirror. Smiling. With a brown coffee mug in her hand. A toxic smile as if she is trying to pull back her lips but no control. Dressed in white with brown skin perfectly complimenting each other. A lady with power with slender but tough hands. Her bluish grey eyes, hiding behind her long black hairs twinkling with little tears of happiness with a slight redness on her tiny nose. My eyes moved with her ha
nds. She was holding a white hanky in other hand on which I saw my name carved beautifully as if shouting she is waiting for me.