I stare at the girl in the mirror
Her blank expression is unsettling
The purple under her eyes has grown tremendously
And she no longer wears a smile on the corner of her lips
Then I think
"No, they have to be two separate people. This isn't’t the girl that was there three months ago. Where did she go?"
But then I realize I already know the answer
This girl
The one with dead eyes and the blank expression must have eaten the other one
Swallowed her whole
I look at her eyes again and see a flash of the other girl trying to claw her way out from this one’s stomach.
Then she is gone and I can tell she is never coming back
A single tear rolls down my cheek in empathy for her even though I’m the one that killed her.