The bathroom light flickered weakly as Lucy stared at herself in the mirror. The reflection staring back at her felt foreign, like a stranger occupying her body.
Her face was paler than she remembered. Her cheeks, once full of life and color, were now sunken, her skin stretched tight over her bones.
The dark circles under her eyes were so pronounced they almost looked like bruises, a testament to the nights spent tossing and turning, haunted by thoughts that wouldn't leave her alone.
She ran a hand through her hair, feeling how limp and lifeless it had become. Everything about her felt diminished—her body, her mind, her spirit. She didn't recognize herself anymore.
When had it all gotten so bad? It had started innocuously enough, hadn't it? She had been trying to "stay fit," to keep up with the physical demands of being a cop. But the workouts had turned obsessive, and somewhere along the way, eating had become a chore.
It wasn't about fitness anymore—it was about control. It was about punishing herself, about proving she didn't need something as basic as food.
Each skipped meal felt like an accomplishment, a twisted form of discipline. But now... now she was trapped. Trapped in her own body, in a cycle she didn't know how to break.
Lucy touched her ribs, feeling how prominent they were beneath her fingers. She had become something she had never intended—a ghost of the woman she used to be. The anxiety that gnawed at her was all-consuming. Every bite of food felt like a battle she was destined to lose.
The worst part? She didn't know how to stop it. And a small part of her wasn't sure she even wanted to.
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Breaking Point
FanfictionThis story follows Lucy Chen, a police officer grappling with intense inner turmoil and the pressures of her demanding career. Despite the support of her boyfriend Tim and her mother Zoe, who is also her captain, Lucy struggles in silence, hiding he...
