Scene Fifteen

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Esmé continues her makeup. The door creaks open more. Esmé, nervous, opens the door to reveal no one, then closes the door and sits back down.
Lylia:(voice over) How cute...
Esmé looks around, cautious.
Esmé: Who's there?
Lylia: According to your friends, I'm you...
Lylia appears in the mirror in front of Esmé.
Lylia: And they're right... except for one thing...
Esmé: but-but--I---you're--
Lylia: Exactly. That's what's different. My life was perfect. I was popular. I was a lead actress. I had my name in the heads of students. And a best friend. Or so I thought. It's not catching on yet? I'll continue.

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