I loved her, even if she never knew my name. She was my Ariel, and I know I am her Eric.
No matter what she says.
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I twirled my hair, making it messy. My reflection oozed sexiness, from my face formed into the perfect mask I had worked so hard on, to my eyes I had paid so much to have the perfect shade of blue.
If I was a woman and had met myself, I would fall in love almost as deeply as Ariel. It's too bad my heart is taken.
I had just kissed the mirror when the doorbell rang.
"Shit!" I whimpered, knocking down my hairbrush. I shot a glare at it and fled down the stairs, smoothing out my shirt. I straightened my back to look more presentable, and opened the door.
