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Submitted to Contest #264
TW: Feticide The soft hum of the wedding’s reception festivities faded as the bride closed the bathroom door behind her. She closed her eyes in silent relief. It was the most joyous of days, but something-or rather someone-was missing. That is how life always felt, like someone was missing because they were; her unborn sister. Opening her eyes, she dared a glance in the mirror in front of her. The mirror reflected the exterior only; the interior a boiling soup of ambiguity. The mirror reflected her, radiant in her gown, but beneath the beau...
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