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The mirror cracked. Not physically, but in the way a lie cracks when truth touches it. A thin web of silver lines spread across the surface. Kaelen, three floors above, paused mid-sentence during a security briefing. For one heartbeat, she felt naked —as if someone had peeled back her skin and read the secret diary of her soul.
The mirror held the image for a long second, then went dark. Somewhere above, Kaelen would feel a flicker—a ghost of guilt, quickly suppressed. But the Proxy had done its work. reflect 4 proxy
And then the mirror showed Lena her own face—exhausted, pale, with dark circles under her eyes. But there was something else: a quiet ferocity. A refusal to turn away. The mirror cracked
