winshewrites
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Here I am again... Different day, different hour, but trapped in the same haunting cycle, she thought. Tiara stood before the mirror, her reflection staring back like a stranger she couldn't escape. The hatred she felt wasn't loud it was quiet, cold, and relentless. Her eyes welled with tears as they traced the outline of her body, every curve now a battlefield. She despised what she saw. Not because she always had, but because somewhere along the way, the love she once had for herself faded... and she didn't know how to bring it back.