"What do you see?" My arms wrapped around her waist as I stood behind her in the full-length mirror. My eyes searched hers through the reflection of the mirror.
"You don't want to know what I see," she whispered almost inaudibly.
"Tell me," I urged softly, resting my chin onto her shoulder.
She stared for a few seconds, looking herself up and down. I watched as tears filled her eyes and she turned around in my grip, "Can we just—"
"No," I gently turned her back around, "Tell me."
Her bottom lip began trembling and my arms tightened around her.
"It's just me."
She exhaled, pulling her hand up to wipe her face, "I see—"
"Wrong."
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Fanfiction“when all she saw was the disgraceful image of what was standing in her mirror, he was willing to take a lifetime to show her that there was so much more.”
