Ari's POV

I looked at the pieces of shattered mirrors on the floor.

It was not me who had been walking around the night before.

Her hair was lighter.

She had soft, glowing marks upon her skin.

Her eyes appeared to have seen too much.

I said to myself, I am Ari now, right? Ari."

It was a strange sound on my tongue.

With a little cry, Harriet cried out of the bed. That sound was the one that made me move.

I picked her up and hugged her. At least, you know me, I said to myself. "Even if I don't."

She uttered a little sound and hid her...